By Laurie Wilkinson
There are so many people now
That won’t stop to hear the flowers,
As they always rush to meetings
Or stare at a screen for hours.
Hoping to get fantastic reviews
And many more than all the rest,
Equally seeking the top ratings
Whilst yearning to be the best.
For the flowers and natures beauty
Like the birds and spreading trees,
Are still wasted on these drones
That simple things don’t please.
As they look over their shoulders
Or battle hard to constantly reach
Peaks and heights others haven’t,
As the blossoming flowers teach
Simple lessons that will arrive,
The more pressures that you stack
Upon your blind indifference,
Before you have a heart attack.
Then you can just lay back in bed
Listening to the flower’s words,
To calm down and fully appreciate
All life’s beauty and the birds,
Who maybe now will visit you
At your bedside window view.
For you never saw them before
And now that fact you rue.
Thus sadly your new harsh lesson
From the wonders outside your gate,
Has come to visit your suffering
So lets hope it’s not too late.
Author Bio:
Originally from East London, I now live in Eastbourne and am known as The Psychy Poet due to my expansive career in psychiatry in which I have a forensic psychiatry degree.
I have published 15 books of my poetry, and alongside entertaining, which includes reading my poems on cruise ships, I donate all above my costs to the charity Help for Heroes. At present my total raised is over £11,500 and rising.
My poems have won awards and been published in national newspapers, magazines, online publications and regular columns of mine. I have guested on BBC Radio frequently and other local stations too. A national radio read my poems out as well.
My books are mostly in four sections of romance, humour, reflection and tragedy and I also write many poems on commission.
Contact Author:
Email: lw1800@hotmail.co.uk
