Whispering tones ,
Parched shredded tomes:
Weathered doors moan,
Breathing shadows .
Sifted shifting soothing,
Sapphire blue hue.
Grey pools binding
With silver speckled rinds;
Threads and reeds surfing
Across leafy waves,
Warmed by gentle waves.
Winter is hanging on, but I like its inky beauty and sparkling surprises.
January’s lamp black trees
Weeping tangled larches
Tickling lichen bark;
Crows huddled in puddles,
Riddles in ink blotted dark skies.
Welly prints in sticky mud;
Children dropping crumbs
From winter tarts.
Happy New Year! Stride out on winter walks, feeling crisp air brushing your cheeks. Stop and listen to the birds. Watch the wintery dark tree branches dancing in bracing wind. Welcome January!
In the Fairy Wood a cool wind sings
Songs of summer past: Larks and cherry blossoms
Rambling roses for fairy posies.
Speckled yellow, ruby and rust leaves swirl,
Crunching under toes.
Dappled light, warm and bright Iilluminates
faces of forest mythological creatures,
A shadow show emerging; tree nymphs, Boris the troll
And frolocking fairies.
Brooding skies like galloping waves,
Tallow mallow ggiant’s fists!
Twisters suck up golden mists.
I took this photo on the evening of the eclipse. I can only describe to you the atmosphere was just so magical and the sky was pure poetry!
I woke up at 3.00am gmt and ventured into our garden to watch the blood moon emerge as the eclipse took place. I shared the experience with the Piperstrelle bats which were swooping about. It was amazing. Unfortunately I had forgotten my camera and didn’t want to wake hubby who had an early start for work.:-)