Forest glade


Rambling through
A forest glade,
Footsteps fade
Cushioned by
Plush mossy
Flaked crispness:
Baked, blistered
Leaves fall
On a mournful
Hawks soar;
Glistening haws.
Scampering claws
Spiraling trunks
For tasty nuts.

Notes of claret,
Crushing blushing
Musty moulds
On toes,
Dogs noses
In holes;
Time to
Be traipsing

10 thoughts on “Forest glade

  1. Wishing you a wonderful weekend, glad I just missed one post I couldn’t comment on as the comments had already closed… Enjoy your walks, the rain is set to go over the weekend x
    Hugs Sue

    • Thank you Sue. I am really looking forward to walking and taking photos, hopefully, now that the jam and gin are done! Here’s hoping the weather will be fine for us. Take care. Xxx 🙂

  2. You have a wonderful way as you play with words… and that photo has its own wow factor too… Thank you for taking me along your Forest Journey xox

  3. We have some notes of claret here, too. Wonderful word choice, crisp and clear. Always a pleasure to come for a visit. 🙂

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