Member Poem

Dewdrops splash and dribble at a sluggish point,
Where morning quietly creeps whilst it crawls,
the shrieking raven perturbs  brittle bony  branches,
when essaying audible first light calls,
squirrels athletic flit in dense weave canopy,
yet I can muster an early  strained feeble listless  yawn,
without a scintilla of warning a looping halo,
to dissect this creeper, that inveigles  behind dawn,
heavenly sonic backdrop that coats the ear,
to inlay an aural atmospheric animate mat,
as enigmatic otherworldly dream scene chants invade,
amidst the azure sky in choral keys they sat,
inklings, notions, assorted reverie’s green tidal swim,
hues in panoramic hazes and authentic mystery colours,
hypnotic shadows adrift deftly blur the moist grass,
to lift those much at random lurk wide swell dolours,
natural world environmental inchoate spies to watch,
as they bound and bounce oe’r black fruit hedges,
the glistening snow that sheds and shreds whilst it freezes,
soft spectrum contours dissolve into the wildest wedges,
I  share  the  fleeting  arch  daybreak,
  with  a  distant raven,
Kidnapped  by  some  otherworldly,
  image  of  a  haven