And the wheel goes around. Poetry from the pen of ~The Poet’s Poet~

He blinks, the shutter closes

Etched in his mind

A green field being grazed

Cattle chewing their cud

Later they are dispersed to greener pastures

The farmer arrives with tractor and plough

Green field turned over to dark soil

Gulls swoop feeding on unearthed delicacies.

©Chris Black. April 19th 2019

#Poetry #amwriting #April 2019 #National #Poetry #Month #30Days #30Poems

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