White berries grow
In abundance
On the mistletoe
As the snow falls
Nature’s bounty
On the bough
Mother Nature
Stocking her Larder
For the long bitter
Winter to come
Wednesday, 10 August 2022
WHITE BERRIES
WINTER MAIDEN
Winter maiden
Draped afresh
In a pure white
Unsullied cloak
Hugging her contours
Uncorrupted
In its perfect purity
Her Pristine draperies
Like crisp white linen
Lying undisturbed
Natures maiden
In her winter coat
A SNOWMANS TALE
When I was very little
My dad and his brother
Built a huge snowman
Bigger than any other
He was as tall as Dad
And was round and fat
It had coal for eyes
And a big black hat
A scarf about its neck
For sartorial style
A large carrot nose
And a twig for a smile
Knobbly stick arms
With gloves at the end
A belt around its
girth
Like a cummerbund
I loved that snowman
Standing so very tall
Until the eventual
thaw
And I watched him
fall
ON A STORMY NIGHT
On a stormy night
As strangers slumber
Around the gables
The wild wind howled
And rain hit the panes
Like thrown gravel
As the lightning
struck
And thunder growled
THE HEATHERS ON THE HILLSIDE
The Heathers on the hillside
And Buttercups in the
meadow
The Bluebells in the
woods
And Orchids in the
hedgerow
What a green and
pleasant land
Where the wild flowers
grow
THE PIERCING OF THE WIND
The piercing of the wind
Iced like the mountain peaks
Brought water to my eyes
And a stinging to my
cheeks
It left hands too cold
to grip
And lips to numb to
speak
It cut through my
cloak
And made the outlook
bleak
SOME CRUMBS OF BREAD
Some crumbs of bread
Some bacon rind
Perhaps some nuts
Might be kind
It’s up to you
To decide what’s best
To set upon the table
For Robin red breast
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