2 November – Fieldfare fantasy

If only the fieldfares could tell me what they’ve seen
in all the distant lands where they’ve previously been.
Their stories would sing of northern lights and deep, lush fjords,
of flocking over wide blue seas in one seamless, flying hoard.
They would speak of Russian cities with bright coloured onion domes,
all the sights they’d seen so rapidly on their way to Siberian homes.
They would bring alive for me everywhere I associate with snow,
and weave wild pictures of half the world seen distantly below.
If only I could hear their tales, I’d live their travels vicariously,
and all the wonders they have known would be enough for me.

2 November - Fieldfare fantasy