Dream homestead


Paper white,
Dream homestead,
An invitation of
Freshly laundered linen,
Sweet oiled pine
And a baby soft blanket;
Cosseted by blossom
Laden blooms of
Gently beating hearts.
Windows zealously open,
Bringing in
The serene signature
Of the natural
Healing garden.

16 thoughts on “Dream homestead

  1. Beautiful imagery, both from the picture and from your poem. If you don’t mind me asking, do you take the photographs yourself?

    • Hi Kris. Thanks for your comment. I’m glad you’re enjoying my poetry and my photography. I usually see a poem in a scene, whilst out walking, then I take the photo and later develop the poem.

  2. I love the picture you have used and the mental picture that you conjure up with the poem is brilliant. Really enjoyed this. 🙂

  3. You’ve captured my dream home! Now, if I close my eyes, repeat your poem, and click my heals three times…

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