MY FAVOURITE TIME

 

It’s my favourite time

A special time

A magical time

A time for romancing lovers

For shared enjoyment

Or solitary reflection

A time to drink in the vistas

Along with the cocktails

Awe inspiring displays

Whether over the open sea

Or beyond high distant mountains

Over prairie or savannah

Or painting barren desert

Or colouring the icy tundra

Illuminating a city landscape

Whether it’s across the river

Or behind the gas works

It’s a magical time

A special time

It’s my favourite time

When the sun sets

 

WILDERNESS

 

The fierce sun burned the land

Cracking stone, bleaching bone

Drying the rich earth to dust

To be blown on the four winds

Or washed away by unforgiving rains

So infrequent in their coming

 

Unable to penetrate the iron earth

Rain-washed off the barren land

Like it were a repellent oily hide

Leaving it sterile and infertile

To all but natures hardiest

Most determined to cling to life

 

In the fast-expanding wilderness

Beneath rocks and stones life goes on

Insects toil industriously on

While un-germinated seeds bide their time

Until nature smiles once more

On this harsh and arid land

SHORELINE

 

We walk together hand in hand

As we stroll across wet sand

The sun sets, as the day grows old

Turning silver seas to shining gold

We continue our walk in twilight

As the moon illuminates the night

And the stars adorn the heavens

The sea breeze soon then freshens

Surf moves higher up the shore

We head back to home once more

A BUTTERFLY FLUTTERS BY

 

Butterflies flutter by

On a balmy summer afternoon

An earthy fragrance in the air

After a shower of summer rain

Mingles with jasmine and honeysuckle

And you doze on the patio

Only to be awoken

By the more powerful fragrance

Emanating from the BBQ

And the chink of ice in a G & T

 

SUMMER COLOUR

 

I love the colors of summer

From Vivid pinks loud and shocking

To more paler and subtle

And all those in between

Whites of abundant variety

Blues of every conceivable hue

Deep velvet purples and vibrant violets

Greens contrasting from dark olive

Through luscious emeralds to pale pastels

Soft lemon and pale sensual yellow

Loud in your face, reds, crimson and scarlet

Across the spectrum every shade

How I love the girls in summer

WEATHER OR NOT # 1

 

They tell us it’s the climate

That makes our country wet

So, climate is what we expect

But weather is what we get

SUNSHINE

 

A day without sunshine?

Now let me get this right

A day without sunshine?

That would be like, night