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

WINTERS FURY

 

The wind howled around the house

And whistled through the trees

Bringing snow in blizzards

The strong winds across the rooftops

Whipped up the loose grains

And chased them like white ribbon

Across the grey slate

It wasn’t pretty snow

Nor did it present a pretty scene

Not at all picturesque

Or picture postcard

Snow was blown in horizontally

With great ferocity

And as I drew the drapes

It spattered the casement windows

I shivered and thanked God

I was safely home

AFTER THE ICE STORM

 

After the ice storm

The world was transformed

A hushed silence had descended

And the landscape

Had change shape

Everything had softened

The ice rimed trees

Stood like great ice pillars

In the snow queens cathedral

Fountains cascaded no more

The waterfalls became abstract art

And fresh snow was falling

Like confetti at a winter wedding

Outside an ice sculpted church

THE SEASONS COME AND GO - WINTER

 

The seasons come and go

Almost monotonous I know

One after another, as planned

Like the sweep of a clock hand

Each season reminding us all

That from winter to the fall

Is yet another year slipped by

A step closer to when we die

A depressing thought I know

But let the seasons come and go

For I think it would be a crime

If there was to be no wintertime

SOFT BLANKET OF WHITE

 

A silent soft blanket of white

Had hidden the land from sight

It’s our job to investigate the crime

Really we want to have a good time

We sledge and we toboggan

Build the world’s biggest snowman

We have a massive snowball fight

Doing battle till the enemy took flight

Then we stomp thru the powdery crunch

Making our way home to have lunch