One Poem by James Bell

Written in response to this month’s Special Challenge.

turf wars

an island in isolation its plants a pact
that stick together when there’s nowhere else to go

there is little among such unnatural arrangements
though substantial in all its variety

a season where daises bloom in spite
of everything – would travel if they could

beyond their own turf – nobody can be
an island – or is it noman the native

species now become extinct due to
lack of space in nothing much at war

with itself in an endless entirety – expresses
a state in the region of zero and beyond

this is prehistoric forest in a microscopic
world where insects and plants exist in harmony

about to be turned over or dried up in a pile
that will coalesce into another larger world

 

James Bell – is a Scottish writer who now lives in France where he contributes photography and non-fiction to an English language journal. He has two previous collections of poetry published and continues to write and have work appear internationally, some about to appear in several languages. He is a regular contributor to Nine Muses Poetry.

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