I Watch the News
The skitter of leaves leap hopping over wind hoops
is a limp of dying birds or mice luring from their young
The tree party of cherry bright,chestnut, lime , rustling red
is a queue of the starving stick limbed lining up for grain
The soft grey ruffle of back stroked fur
is the dread steel comb of downed world trade
The sweet frost of snow caking the hedge
is a melting glacier and drowning bears
The lilt of a Mother's croon to her milking child
is the black flapping scream of hellish grief
You see I watch the news
