Breathless
The weight of a ladybird’s foot
bends the leaf away from its twig.
A cow’s cloven hoof
bends grass stalks.
A buzzard circles the trig point
without one flap of its wings
the only clue to unseen forces.
Breathless
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I love the first two lines. So beautiful. Not quite sure how to relate the title to the poem. I’m probably being dense!
I was thinking of ‘not one breath of wind’ but I take your point. I’m not happy about the end… another one for the ‘in progress’ drawer!