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
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Wild Visitors
After a long week of work and all kinds of stresses and strains, it made me very happy to have a brief wander in the wild garden between showers this evening. I found a couple of lovely wild visitors out there. Firstly this little Soldier Beetle was busy flying about and allowed me to get…… Continue reading Wild Visitors
after work
after all day spent in a box I dip my toes into the meadow then dive… swim through the grass leap over the bushes splash back into ferns and bramble slow down drink in the haze herb robert evening primrose alchemilla willowherb as insects buzz their drunken songs and I am sinking back sinking into…… Continue reading after work
wild
I will dutifully stride back and forth gobbling up the grass and spitting it out in clumps I will trim and shape my hedges slicing and shearing making order from chaos these are my tokens my gestures toward uniformity but within my territory between these green barricades this is my meadow my bliss of nature…… Continue reading wild
wild garden
you and me on garden chairs pulled close to pond’s edge sit grinning like proud parents as our first frog pops up for air and this this simple joy of nature in our wild garden accepting our watery offering this brings more pleasure than neat hedges or perfect lawns and while you slave in your…… Continue reading wild garden
evening in the garden
purple flower spikes less busy now as evening comes and here I sit with tea and camera (just in case) no butterflies left they’ve gone to bed (where do they sleep?) but still the swallows chitter by the out-late bees hum-bumble low and early moths flutter time slows to a honeyed trickle in our wild…… Continue reading evening in the garden
the wind burglar
howling a desperate lament he scrabbles at the windows shrieks echo down the chimney the door creaks under the onslaught the keyhole, the cat flap, the letter box all rattled, shaken and pried at a scream as the extractor fan resists his bathroom break-in finally a crash as he admits defeat and flings the bin…… Continue reading the wind burglar
Mood Swing
Am I strong? What was I saying? Fuck, yeah! I’m strong! I escaped from the crumbling ruins before And stepped out into the unknown I grabbed my chance with both my hands And strode out strong and alone It may be cold, but the sun is shining It may be dark, but there are glimmers…… Continue reading Mood Swing
Storm Tossed
I remember this day standing staring out to sea wind tearing words out of my mouth making it hard to tell what was tears and what was just my eyes watering Nearly Christmas, 3 years back left the office in a rush of emotion my mind a flurry of thoughts and fears wondering if life…… Continue reading Storm Tossed
