The Island by the Lock!
The Island by the Lock! Taking in the smells that sail on the breeze – with a weaving of its flow, Its lick a push of touching – like invisible clouds – a caressing on the blow! The ripple rings … Continue reading →
The Island by the Lock! Taking in the smells that sail on the breeze – with a weaving of its flow, Its lick a push of touching – like invisible clouds – a caressing on the blow! The ripple rings … Continue reading →
Hammer Blow! With the rising of the Buzzard – I weave the morning through my day, Welcomed by the tide of yellow glory – wrapping around the hills that roll away! Greeted by the squeaks and the creaks of Hawthorn … Continue reading →
The Elemental Flow! The gentle amble of the river ramble – glistens in the brightest Sun, Running through the arches – where the trout they shade their run, Memory serves to ask a question – where the pathway takes its … Continue reading →
The Winds of Beltane! The rain in few to lots – of spits and spots – a welcome through the gate, The drips and drops – the starts and stops – are better earlier than late! There’s a forceful breeze … Continue reading →