A Touch of Peace!
A Touch of Peace! As I stand on the corner – I soak up the morning – where the word threads string their weaves, Reflecting the moment with a pair of ring necked Doves – as their Autumn Apple drops … Continue reading →
Category Archives: The Grove Diary
The House in the Round!
The House in the Round! A Morning mist climbs – as the Wood Pigeons scatter – a pair of Male Pheasants – stroll the rise, A fine spray to the taste – before it leaves in haste – it wets … Continue reading →
Lizzie! The Flame Still Burns!
Lizzie! The Flame Still Burns! Rolling with a rainbow – from here to there – the greys they roam the skies, Through the rose of a shower of cascading drops – reaching lows and highs! With a formal exit – … Continue reading →
Back in the Saddle!
Back in the Saddle! The fields of green – with their carpet sheen – roll on up to the foot of the hills, The Crows they scatter – in sporadic smatter – the kith and kin with their native skills! … Continue reading →
Dragonflies & Butterflies!
Dragonflies & Butterflies! Sharing a moment with a Toad – as I prepare to hit the road – on this morn of painted grey, Slowly building cloud-cover of darkened shades – as I join the path that leads my day! … Continue reading →
Welcome Is The Gathering!
Welcome Is The Gathering! This morn – Sun-baked and dry – under a cloudless summer sky – taking in the thrill of the air, Familiar landmarks smile – upon this sacred mile – as I count the blessings that take … Continue reading →
Drips and Drops!
Drips and Drops! The mizzle turns to drizzle in a clouded grey – and the Crows wind around their tree, The journey’s end – with its sombre welcome – a tight-knit patchwork drifting free! Hanging low are the grass heads … Continue reading →
The Bardic Chair!
The Bardic Chair! Welcome one and all to the natural calling – won’t you kindly take your place, Distant is the birdsong on the gentle breeze – where the Sun can stroke your face! Breathing in the moment with a … Continue reading →
The Warm Glow of Solstice!
The Warm Glow of Solstice! With an awe of wonder at the grip of growth – we enter inward upon Solstice eve, Swaying with the grasses as they lead an entrance – with our hearts upon our sleeve! A season … Continue reading →
The Power of the Passion!
The Power of the Passion! All is still amidst the blossom swells – the wind it holds its breath in peace, The sun burnt clouds they scurry away – the power of the passion in release! The Songbirds smother with … Continue reading →