Inhabiting the margins
Of the water’s edge
The waterfowl are
found
Hid amongst the sedge
Inhabiting the margins
Of the water’s edge
The waterfowl are
found
Hid amongst the sedge
The millpond water
In the sultry air
Stood eerily still
its mirrored surface
Reflected its image
In crystal clarity
So perfectly still
That the millpond
water
Could have been
A looking glass
For young Alice
To enter wonderland
So ungainly on the ground
Quite displeasing to
the eye
But when they
effortlessly
Spread their wings and
fly
They perform a
graceful ballet
Across the bright blue
sky
The sharp-eyed sparrows
Darting to and fro
Examine the soil
Disturbed by the hoe
Picking out a morsel
And off they go
Marbled skies of broken cloud
Coloured with blues
and greys
In the frosty air of
winters bite
The marbled skies of
winter days
The last deep orange glow
Of the setting sun
Slipped beyond the horizon
Like it was melted
By its own heat
Sending the world into the darkness
Of the fast approaching night
Delphinium, The dolphin flower
From Delphis, The
Greek for Dolphin
With bottle shaped
blooms like a dolphins nose
The golden Buttercup
is its Cousin
More humbly known as
Larkspur
Gracing the meadowland
they’re found in
The mist cascaded down the hillside Like a maiden’s hair Tumbling onto her shoulders The bare branches of the birch trees Pierced ...