This is where the horses stood
like statues in the rain,
their hedgerow in the early spring
saw blackthorn bloom again.
.
The field edge full of bluebells,
that spot where snake’s head thrive;
across the field the cuckoo called
and swallows swooped for flies.
.
This meadow, full of buttercups,
where, homeward, heron flew
and kestrel, battered by the wind,
hunted the winter through.
.
Now, high above, a buzzard wheels
with changes in his eye:
hard-hatted men with cruel machines
soon make the good earth fly…
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Bio: Patrick B. Osada is an editor and also writes reviews of poetry for magazines. He recently retired after ten years as part of SOUTH Poetry Magazine’s Management Team and as the Magazine’s Reviews Editor. His first collection, ‘Close to the Edge’ was published in 1996 & won the prestigious ROSEMARY ARTHUR AWARD. He has published six collections, How The Light Gets In was launched in June 2018.
