A Woodland Ramble

Delicate Damselflies flicker
gracefully on the heated early
summer atmosphere, loitering
among the fresh green understory 
as though to assess the haven-quality
of the bracken, the baneberry and the
dogwood in the golden haze, soon
to disappear as the dark morning 
clouds speedily swallow the sun
and thunder bellows its intentions.
The hoverflies and bees, dragonflies
and skippers will not celebrate
the oncoming storm, but the daisies
and the buttercups, fleabane and
cinquefoil, colouring the forest
clearings in a splendid display
will take it all in joyful stride.