Hunting season opens
its jaws, and nature screams
in anguish.
In the grass a baby plays
with blades of grass, laughter
in tiny scuttling feet.
Heron flies, skimming treetops,
neck bent, hoarse-voiced, loud
as the crack of gunfire.
He’s old, the dog,
says nose hello to baby,
but the shrieks of joy fall on deaf ears.
Cat, dog, baby, lie on sun-dapples
beneath the trees; we listen
to the sounds that should not be.
Time moves on–mixed blessings indeed.
I hope you’re feeling better!
I am thanks 🙂 It was lovely to have visitors, for the weather to be glorious and for baby to be big enough now to meet her four-legged uncle and aunties 🙂 Shame about the f*cking hunters, but every year a few more shoot get shot by their friends or just die of unhealthy old age.
Yay for the first part, and karma for the last. 😀
A few more home goals among those people would be appreciated. Two are in hospital in a critical condition already.
The hunters you mean?
Yes. They’ve only put two of their ranks in hospital so far, but the press digs into each accident with great glee.
And why wouldn’t they? 😀
Some might say it’s taking sides, but I say, as long as it’s the right one!
Hahaha. Exactly!
Love your opening lines. And the rest….
Thanks Judy 🙂
So glad you’re on the mend and you had visitors, sounds lovely.
As you sayin your beautiful word weave idyllic apart from the hunters!
Yes, they do cast a blight, but as they seem to have killed most of the animals they’re allowed to hunt, they packed up early.
Improvement with the eye has stopped. I’m almost at the end of the treatment so keep your fingers crossed for me it clears by Wednesday otherwise it’s the hospital.
Oh! I will definitely keep the fingers and toes crossed for you. Plus I will have a word with the man upstairs….. It can’t hurt can it 💜
Any port in a storm…
Yes indeed 💜
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You are painting a wonderful images of rural wellbeeing. Isnt it, Jane? Even though Finbar cant really react to the baby fun, having him around. I hope you had a beautiful weekend, and will have a nice week! xx Michael
She loved him. It’s such a shame she won’t remember him.
Thats really sad. But she will find another one. Her life is just getting started.
That’s true. If she loves and respects other creatures, that’s all we can hope for.
So it is, Jane! Be glad that she is still a toddler and that she doesn’t notice much of the current madness. xx
She just sees wonder at this stage.
Good behavior. Let her enjoy the fun, Jane.
She does, don’t worry 🙂