Photo Poem: “Busy, busy, might never be’s”

Busy, busy, might never be’s

Busy, busy, might never be’s

one step after another,

cleaning up after the trees.

Mow down one ant-hill,

to be replaced by another,

and dream of being

her lonely hearts lover.

David Bugg (2000)

Footnote:  Ok, a tenuous link I agree but I like the shot and the poem is pretty short…admittedly I am going to struggle at times to get the right shot for the text, so in some cases they might not work as well as others.

Enjoy nevertheless.