The sights and sounds of Spring

Photo: Anton Atanasov


Away from the traffic’s endless rumble

I walk up a country road

Flanked on each side by breathing ditches

Sticky bud trees

Quiet teachers of time.

Invisible birds sing out of somewhere

I slow my pace on this road

Relishing sounds; mud on boots

Squelching footsteps

Gravel and moss.

Candyfloss clouds, sunshine, shadows

Flowers at the side of the road

A honeybee moves from a pale, yellow petal

Tasting the nectar

Of nature’s life force.

Picking nettles, I stop to ponder

How medicine grows in these fields

A ladybird pauses; blades of grass quiver

As all living things

Call out to Spring.

Kathryn Crowley is a poet and tutor based in Kerry, Ireland. For current events in Kerry, click here.

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