The Hare’s are on the Move!
The Hare’s are on the Move! With the morning mist upon the rise, Where the Buzzard circles the low hung skies, The rolling fields run on by in a milky haze, As I wind along my journey – from the … Continue reading →
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A Date with the Birds!
A Date with the Birds! With the rolling blue grey cloud behind me – my avenue calls me on Toward the white marble mottling of the sky – so soon it shall be gone! The Pigeon clans they sweep in … Continue reading →
Full Circle!
Full Circle! So welcome the completion – of our first Sun wheel together – our pathway brings us here! A return to the season of the earth’s awaking – with a bang for all to hear! There’s a Buzzard standing … Continue reading →
Grey is Today!
Grey is Today! Shading is the pale of greys – that have misted since the morn, Building are the clouds of coverage – that have gathered since the dawn, The kits of Wood Pigeons swell their masses – as they … Continue reading →
The Awakening of Imbolc!
The Awakening of Imbolc! Oh welcome you are beautiful – in your morning frosted lace, Where shadows dance a shimmering – and the chill it strokes your face! Captivating views – of the cool blue clearness – with a vibrant … Continue reading →
Into The Great Wide Open!
Into The Great Wide Open! Into the great wide open – the winter wind with its bites and chills It brings a welling teardrop to the eye – as it rolls down from the hills With random smatters – the … Continue reading →
Cabin Fever!
Cabin Fever! Cabin fever and a six week shutdown – held by the grip of symptom chills, Lost beneath the shroud – of its hazy cloud – retiring within one’s shell! Outside my trance – the elements dance – as … Continue reading →
With the Turning of the Page!
With the Turning of the Page! Hurried is the flow of the morning wind as it brushes at my face, With the falling of the call of autumn – the leaves upon its chase! Under the cover of the racing … Continue reading →
A Gathering for Samhain!
A Gathering for Samhain! With the disturbance of the swinging gate – we step into the day, The Green Woodpecker stirs and makes his exit – eastward on his way, Bigger than his ‘great’ spotted cousin – that has shown … Continue reading →
The Swelling Stream!
The Swelling Stream! Today a Buzzard leads my pathway – toward the blue-grey billow of cloud, In the blinding light of stray sun beams – escaping while they are allowed! A rolling mass to masquerade the sky – bringing darkness … Continue reading →