I
It’s been warm the past few days
the mercury rising in the kitchen thermometer
but apart from an hour and occasional shower
the only thing to see outside
are the feathered friends who in air have flied
II
The stone guards are drenched
out in the backyard
Life of a garden fairy
at the moment – is hard
a lake is forming by the rocks
and drenching their once perfect locks
III
And out in the garden the insects are about
with cascading rain – they’re being caught out
emergency mission – fishing them from the drink
before into deep water – they begin to sink
each beetle and ladybird fished from the rain
and put someplace safe – away from the drain.
The Inkwell 