Welcome to the 14th Ringing of the Bards while we study intently on the nature of things…
Nature is everything. It is us; it is the world around us; it is the world within. So why do we find this simple principle so hard to accept, victims of our egos, such as we are. What is our place?
The Nature of Doubt
Fresh days whisper in with A Hush.
The Morn wrapped in Strains
from the Plant Song Man
Falling on our deaf ears as
All the Fountains Sing
and birds write their own music
while we engage in mere Birdwatching
anxious to know whether
Nature or Nurture
as our state of existence
will be named Conqueror
of our hearts and our minds.
Such needy people are we.
All the while the Plant Man
moves on to his Ode to Spinach,
laughing, bashing lyrics against The Wall
of our profound doubtfulness,
When will we hear the birds sing
and join the chorus?
Many thanks to the outstanding poets who made this, the 14th Ringing of the Bards, a success. The credits are as follows:
Morn breaks compliments of Ozy of Paper Tigers
Strains blend in from Bob Hazleton at Average Poet
The Plant Song Man sings from Pearl of Pearlformance
Falling plummets down from Shirley Allard of Housemouse
All the Fountains Sing splash a melody from Terry of The Shamgar Report
Birdwatching flies in from Keith Tidball of When I Wax
Nature or Nurture blogs in from the incomparable Billy the Blogging Poet
Conqueror storms in from Russell Ragsdale at Yuckelbel’s Canon
Ode to Spinach greens in from Madeleine at Mad Kane
The Wall slams in from Daniel at Talking to Myself
The Hush whispers in from me, Jo Janoski.