Apologies if this sounds a little morbid. I was walking past the grave yard, out on a walk, and it was being tidied, with the grass all neat, and the headstones shiny. And it struck me, that’s not what I’d want at all for me (hopefully not for many, many years!). This little poem wrote…… Continue reading Among the wildflowers
Tag: poetry
Sunshine is good for the soul
Spring flowers double their dazzling yellows.Magical, enchanted summer scenes.Autumn leaves aglow.And even in the depths of winter,a little moss illuminates the grey.Frost and rain bring sparkling radiance,and the Gorse flowersblaze brightly on the hill.The sun will shine again. https://flic.kr/p/t8SUU7 Spring flowers double their dazzling yellows. https://flic.kr/p/w9QPzN Magical, enchanted summer scenes. https://flic.kr/p/PtAzWn Autumn leaves aglow. https://flic.kr/p/CCS3zp…… Continue reading Sunshine is good for the soul
Winter isn’t coming … yet
fire and icefire and ice combineas glistening frozen leavesreflect the sunset coloursshivering in the golden glowas winter’s grip takes holdwritten by me, December 2012 https://flic.kr/p/qA1ieL https://flic.kr/p/CHisF4 twinkle even in the deepest days of winterwhen darkness falls earlyand nights are so longthere remains a glimmerthe merest twinkle of warmer timesglistening in the hidden spaceswritten by me, December 2014…… Continue reading Winter isn’t coming … yet
Autumn Memories
into the coppery hallsof beech and intricate oakto be close to the treesas they whisper togetherlet fall their leaves,and we die for the winter Whim Wood from Katherine Towers’ The Remedies Inspired by the Lens-Artists Photo Challenge: Autumn.
Awakening
Nature is awakening. Heartbeats quicken, Wings quiver, Leaves unfurl and flowers stretch Their necks into the light. They were never gone. They were just waiting For their moment. And hope springs once more. Inspired by the Weekly Photo Challenge: Awakening.
Hermit
I am a hermit, curled tight in my shell. Face pressed into the warmth of my creativity. I cannot rise above perpetual pain to be your beacon in the night. The world is larger than my mind can stretch. You will move beyond to the stars.
Sending love on Mother’s Day …
to you who carried your child spilled blood, sweat and tears to bring them into the world to you who’s chosen your child and gathered them in to become your family to you who yearned and longed for a child of your own feeling incomplete without to you who knows what it is to carry…… Continue reading Sending love on Mother’s Day …
Aftermath, by Siegfried Sassoon
Have you forgotten yet?… For the world’s events have rumbled on since those gagged days, Like traffic checked while at the crossing of city-ways: And the haunted gap in your mind has filled with thoughts that flow Like clouds in the lit heaven of life; and you’re a man reprieved to go, Taking your peaceful…… Continue reading Aftermath, by Siegfried Sassoon
Early night
light diffused through thin curtains muscles burn, bone weary not-even twilight as I wait for sleep just another day just another way in which I struggle to live fully, widely foolishly hoping for respite endlessly pushing onward towards some invisible goal because that’s just what you do, right? just keep moving until moving is no…… Continue reading Early night
Then and now
I held you in my arms exhausted but triumphant a tiny baby grown in me each feature perfectly formed the overwhelming wonder the rush of protective love the fearful anticipation what now? Now looking up as you tower over me how did those years pass so fast? I can no longer rock you in my…… Continue reading Then and now
