on the lake's water
glimmering diamonds bounced
their bright reflections

a cerulean sky
presided o'er the landscape
in regal blue rule
its exhibited decree
beheld a majestic air

came a virus
out of the
east
and it has proven
to be a hideous
beast

its assailing doesn't
seem to
discontinue
ever its looking for
a populated
venue

our global community
being harassed around the
clock
and always wondering
where it will pull into
dock
  
the taunting menace
of its monstrous
spread
is a constant which
so troubles the
head

around the wheat field
orange winged butteries
gracefully danced

beneath the earth's soil
a vast network of roots lay
which succor plant growth
they ingest the loam's good food
through their subterranean sprouts

through magenta clouds
dazzling shards of eve sunlight
did cleverly cut

the queen is always
very busy
breeding
and seldom takes a
rest from her
seeding

if she didn't keep
producing more
bees
there would be few
to pollinate the
trees

her tireless efforts are
rarely if ever given a
thought
yet without her fecundity
no honey could be
bought  

we human beings should
offer our praise to the
queen
as she's never ceases her work
on the propagation
scene

the soft falling rain
didst lull sleepers to slumber
with their restful drops

the ear doesn't listen
as such
for it isn't into
listening too much

you'll find this ear
out in a field
and it will have
a husk like shield

if you know what
ear I'm referring to
I'd like to hear
from you

the ear may well
be
the hero of the
cob's tee

now this ear clue
is the final one
the ear will be
basking in the sun

the object that I speak of
brings proceedings to attention
and it also keeps illegal
doers in a lengthy detention

it is held firmly by
the magistrate's hand
where he'll hit the wooden
block's stand

its name rhymes with
the word travel
so too the road's
gravel

the hammer shall soon
be struck
and if the bid isn't high
you'll be out of luck

a dramatic end came
at the corruption trial
as Judge Michael's employed
his in a grandiose style

an ill did blow in
on the east's virulent wind
carrying a malady

the search has earnestly begun
to find an effective treatment
that'll stymie the blighting torment

scientists are on a questing run
in pursuing a vaccine's whack
which shall cease the viral attack

our globe received a hard stun
as its contagion did spread far
striking many countries with a jar

the sooner the trialing is spun
its success shall uplift us all
from a world laden by a pall

future days will be lit in sun
on testing labs scotching the bug
that has been relentless of slug

the search has earnestly begun
scientists are on a questing run
our globe received a hard stun
the sooner the trialing is spun
future days will be lit in sun

the trees
the trees
what ever happened
to the trees
once our scenery
had acres and acres
of trees
but over the years
we've purged
far too many trees

yet the trees are so vital
in the natural world's ecology
for their leaves perspiring assists
the rain cycle's hydrology

we've not replaced
the trees we've taken down
hence why we've now few of them
in our environment's crown

and our countryside
suffers prolonged dry spells
the trees were such
precious fillers of rives and wells

the trees
the trees
what ever happened
to the trees
once our scenery
had acres and acres
of trees
but over the years
we've purged
far too many trees

small flights of sparrows
landed on the river's edge
to take refreshment

silhouetted form were painted
on the sky's azure backdrop
of leafless winter branches
naked in foliage

copious stories
are told about it
and it is of a floating
figure's fit

on one of them
coming into your view
it may give you a
shivering chill's preview

it can be loitering
on a dark stairway
waiting to unnerve
your very clay

dare you walk into
the old mason's yard
for there's a phantom
inside the said yard

Vincent Price can readily
evoke a scream
as his voice lends its self
to such a deem

our weather patterns
aren't as they used to be
I have a feeling that someone
or something has altered their tee

twenty five years ago
I knew what to expect
in the delivery of the
weather's prospect

but these days I'm never
too sure
as to the attire I must wear
on leaving my front door

the variance in the weather
does vex me so
yet I cannot return to
the climes of the ago

I'm of the belief that the weather
will become more drastically out of whack
for there are forces unbalancing
its inconsistent back

the military industrial complex
likes to make a buck
the production of bombs
boosts its bottom line's luck

the piles of cash go into
a brimming till
as the munitions take aim
and strike to ****

armaments yield a profitable
return at the exchange
while the bodies mount up
on a foreign range

the hawkish men in power are
itching to start a skirmish
so their pals in business can
positively flourish

this sport is played
at a leisurely pace
no-one playing it ever
seems to be in a race

some are good
at the short game
whilst others are better
at the long

during the tournament
strokes will be calculated
to make sure the score
isn't deflated or overrated

what stick shall
you employ
on the course's
tricky ploy

oh the ball has just landed
in the thick vegetation
it scattered the birdies
which were sitting on its plantation

he's in the news
practically every day
for the things he'll
unthinkingly say

often he's seen signing
a managerial piece of paper
which is very important
in its draper

the heads of other
nations
aren't fond of his
aggravations

the word great tumbles
out of his gob
within every sentence
that word he'll lob

when he finally
moves off the stage
will it be filled by
another of his gauge

sometimes it will be
seen with others of its
sort
and sometimes it
is seen without any of its
sort

the American Indians
have befriended
it
as they've felt an
affinity with
it

you might get a shiver
down your
spine
if you hear the sound
that it will
mine

it is an animal of great
intelligence
and it also has a watchful
diligence

from the prairies
to the snow
country
it will tread a path
on their
territory

dawn's radiant light
fell upon the wooded glade
on realizing its call
to rise
a chorus of robins
began their singing
for the day
the tuneful sounds
bought such joy
to the ear
wandering beneath
the overhanging boughs
was a lumbering hedgehog
he ceased his travels
to take a closer listen
on hearing the birds
bright twittering
it gladdened
him so