The sky unfurls.
Deep blue rolls out
To reach right to
The horizon’s edge.

Emerald hedgerows
Stand to attention,
Guardsmen alert
And on parade.

The path’s an ochre
Carpet beneath
Our feet. We tread
As honoured guests.

Above the birds
Fly in formation.
Their song trails colourfully
In their wake.

The King’s official birthday was marked by the ‘trooping of the colours’ today. A morning walk made me feel just as privileged.
(13.06.26)

© Ben Quant 2026
Photo by Winfried Scholz on Unsplash