THE FAMILY PORTRAIT

 

My face has been washed clean

And my hair is the best it’s been

So I must smile and not fidget

For the annoying photographer twit

But when he asks “where’s the birdie”

I will frown and look surly

ROMANCE BY THE SHORE

 

Walking together, hand in hand,

As we strolled across wet sand

The sun sets, as the day grows old

Turning silver seas to shining gold.

We continue our walk in twilight

Before the moon illuminated the night

And the stars adorned the heavens

But the sea breeze soon freshens

And surf moved higher up the shore

So, we headed back home once more

FROM THE ICY SUMMIT

 

From the icy summit

Of the mountain high

It begins to trickle,

Toward its destiny,

Trickle becomes rivulet

Rivulet into stream

Gathering momentum

Descending quickly

Its method brilliant

In its simplicity

Following the path

Of least resistance

On its purposeful descent

Growing ever stronger

In the great race

To its destination

Influenced by gravity

As it powers on

Ever deeper, ever wider

Ever more rapidly   

To form great rivers

Heading for their destiny

Which is fulfilled

When reaching the open sea

CACOPHONIC CHORUS

 

As if to chase the night away

And herald the dawn’s arrival

Birds awaken bright as the day

With the cacophonic chorus

Before the sun comes into view

To turn the sky from black to blue

THE MAJESTIC DISTANT MOUNTAINS

 

The majestic distant mountains,

Timeless sentinels, pale in the mist

Reach up to the sky like children

Expectantly waiting to be kissed

IN THE GLOW OF FIRELIGHT

 

In the glow of firelight        

I admire the stark beauty

Of the winter landscape

Beyond the frosty panes

Safe by the cosy fireside

WINTER MAGIC

 

Under the star filled winter sky

Moonlight illuminates the vale

Magically glinting on Icicles

And the crystals of icy rime