Write Out Loud’s Poem of the Month for March is ‘Skylark on the meadow’ by David RL Moore. This lyrical poem talks of daydreaming of “summers turned and gone”, and has been praised for its mastery of rhyme. Among the comments, one fellow poet said it reminded him of Sunday childhood jaunts, picnicking in a field on the moors.

 

SKYLARK ON THE MEADOW

by David RL Moore

 

I'm lying in the wilder grass

my back upon warm ground,

daydreaming as the moments pass

not lost, though neither found...

 

I'm in-between the many worlds

untethered from their pull,

where all beneath the Sun unfurls,

each precious moment full...

 

an azure sky of timeless depth

holds all my thoughts at bay,

that not one worldly interject

might draw my mind away...

 

a skylark sings my boyish past

of summers turned and gone,

as if he knows this will not last

he lifts my heart with song...

 

and I, the ever-hopeful fool

wish myself upon his wing,

that it is me who breaks the rule

to forever hear him sing.