Greetings to all and to Dverse Poets on their 8th anniversary. Am linking this to open link night with Mish; https://dversepoets.com/ And really pleased to find Earthweal and their challenges with a nature focus; https://earthweal.com/
Life coming out of lockdown in Spain has been interesting and busy in many ways as we can now decide to go out more and visit friends and family. Some normality but also it is very strange and strained too. We hope all is going well for so many of you in many different places.
There has also been more work to do on the finca as we finally been able to have help from others. There have been some blessings in our retreat from society but sadness too as we are personally touched by loss and at another loss as we watch and read too much incompetent managing of a health crisis.
.This poem on my 26 poem challenge is structured around my form of 26 lines, 12 for the tree and 12 for the butterfly and two finishing lines to comment on both. It is based on our experience of having to cut back some trees from the house and knowledge of butterfly habitats and the plants and trees they need.
The Madroño Tree and the Two Tail Pasha
Arbutus Unedo, Strawberry tree, Madroño
Today is trim time for trees
But not scissor light snips
More motor power and deep cuts
Ear muffs on for heavy chain whirs
If you could only keep your fine fans
Of branches away from our earth tiled roof
I would not feel the hurt of habitat loss
The screams of the leaves as they dash
Against the cool cement white rendered walls
The birds will not be pleased
Nor the butterfly that some call
The foxy emperor or Pasha.
Two Tail Pasha, Charaxes jasius, El Baja or Cuatro Colas. ( 4 tails!)
Here you must lay your eggs
To hatch into the worm with two horns.
How do you know this tree is best?
You do not need a nest
To carefully care as each of yours
Must hatch alone. Make its own munch
Through tough leaves.
Tough lives taken at the point of a beak
Or hang cocooned for days
Till horns transform, two tails of wings emerge.
So bright, so fair, move me to gasp
At change so rare.
From dark places, burst leaves, break wings.
Reach out for life, lived briefly, in the light.
As for the ongoing climate crisis my poetry challenge is to help conservation charities restore nature and prevent biodiversity loss. We must have more trees and wild places. It will help us too.
I know there are a lot of struggling charities at the moment but if you can support my efforts I and theRSPB/BirdLife International would be grateful. I am halfway through now and every little helps me write more!