Fresh air, clean
Washed through
By rainstorms
Field-waters glinting
In morning sunshine
Silver glittered
Deer on the trickling hillside
Flashing white
Race away
Dashing into a sunlit squall
Through golden gorse
and amber heather
And ringing out
From everywhere
the blackbird's lovely song
#CoSopoetry
@matty7w
The redwing blackbirds have returned after their shooter-than-usual wintertime away. I love their call to each other.