I am the seed of mountains,
Claims the boulder.
So what!
A tree shrugs two branches
Forked with disdain.
I am an eternal…
Overgrown pebble!
A stream gushes and gurgles.
I was here before…
Show off!
A chuckling magpie circles.
I created all of this…
The wind drops to a breeze
Dropping.
Man’s blood has draped me.
My prince!
Says the fly
Bowing and scraping.
Kevin Patrick McCann
Illustration Nick Victor
A new book of poems