The Future Starts From Here! There’s a his and her welcome – a pair of Blackbirds – at the entrance in natures trance, At the standing stones and the beds of Snowdrops – where the Daffodils learn to dance! To … Continue reading →
A Winter Smile! The Sun it shines its winter smile – upon the tinges of the morning frost, The silence frames – the breeze of whisper – where our time is never lost! A cloudless sky of spots and speckles … Continue reading →
Ink Spill! Round and round goes the circle cycle – with an ink spill on the run, Discovery floating on a thread of words – while a verse of thought is spun! Meandering thoughts of seldom seen memories – weaving … Continue reading →
Distant Prints of Foot! It’s a half past five on a Monday morning – waiting for the dawn to break, There are snow reports upon the stream of visions – with the grip of winter’s take! The changing of seasons … Continue reading →
The Matter of Death and Life! Our welcome wanders in – on a random raincloud – as a shower starts to fall, Tip-toeing softly like the teardrops of melody – building a rhythm and touching us all! Condensed in a … Continue reading →
A Melody Stirs! There’s a cotton clump of crowning white – hovering low above the hills, Hugging at the contours a mist of cloud – before the breeze picks up the chills! The grey fills the view to where horizons … Continue reading →
All in a Morning’s Work! It’s so very dank and grey as we greet this Autumn day – and the puddles swell and lay, With the earthen browns of the ups and downs – where the Crows they lead the … Continue reading →
New Beginnings! There’s been a big old circle of roundabouts – as the rain clouds clear away, The echo of a trail of tales – and my whereabouts – with the lead up to this day! Re-tracing the footprints left … Continue reading →
Autumn Equinox! Casual is the midday smile of sunburst – where the Blackberries draw a crowd, High on the thermals there’s a cry of welcome – a soaring Buzzard loud and proud! There’s a sigh of contentment that is audible … Continue reading →
The Haze of the Harvest! We wandered in – on the haze of harvest – the gift of welcome from the Sun, A sea of shining with its touch of gold – and so the blanket fields they run! Mother … Continue reading →
