Hawthorn morning



Hawthorn petals

like a lace wedding veil,

torn in a March gale;

sailing on scented winds

like fairy wings-

bringing spring’s tingling feeling

of happy, lingering, sunny days.

 
This poem is dedicated to yesterday’s International Poetry Day and a celebration of spring.

I’m really enjoying our walks in the countryside around Cople. Each day I wonder how many more buds are out, what suprises are there under the hedgerows: daisies, celedine, anemonies and tiny violets. Skylarks serenade us along the paths at the edges of fields and red kites circle above. Our prize is watching the brown hares running along the furrows and sunning themselves. Such beauty is to be savoured every moment!

Uplifting Rainbow


The sky darkens

Inkblots spread

Creating ghostly shadows

Swallowing the land.

Creatures hide Iin hollows

As spectral crossbows shoot

Icy arrows.

Suddenly white wings sweep

Across the shadows;

Golden breath blows

A magical rainbow of

Sparkling light.


Tallow rays


The misty morn peels,

Revealing sentinels of wintery fields.

Tallow rays, like a sweet mead glaze

Healing: a warming haze.

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Treading through the meadow, footsteps as light as a fae,

Amazingly, brightening the day,

A pretty, pixie flower called sweet violet

Appears alone, shielded by the sleeping hedgerow

And wrapped with ivy and bay.

 

January’s Frosty Jewels


January’s frosty jewels glisten on a

Salted caramel lawn.


​Chinking crystals wink at precious paws tingling;

Fairy ice dusted catkins jingle as they mingle.

Hooray! Warming rays ablaze.


My apologies for not posting for a while. As winter has truly set in, there seem to be so many jobs to get done that  get in the way of creativity. I photographed plants in my garden for this post and one of my dogs of course. They are always wanting to be involved in whatever I am doing. Keep cosy if you have cold weather! 

Merry Christmas


Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to all my blogging friends. Thankyou for visiting and commenting on my blog over the year it is wonderful to have so many online wordpress friends.The last month has been challenging for me because I have injured my spine and cannot sit or stand for very long! Everyday gets better though, but festivities will be quiet for us this year. Hubby has also had a nasty chest infection, there are so many bugs about at this time of the year.

Walking is a great way of helping my back pain but the dogs are having to put up with walks around the village for a while until I get stronger and then I’m sure I’ll feel inspired again to write more poetry. However, I will be keeping warm by my fire, having lots of lovely nibbles and warm drinks.

The mantel decorations are all from our lovely cottage garden. I hope you like them.

Seasons Greetings. 🙂

Tree festival


Through wild woods,

Parting shimmering drapes,

Greeted by a fanning of tiny hands

Seated next to dryads wrapped in cosy ruby capes.

Swirling dervlas swish folksy skirts,

Weaving dreamily through silver birches.



Crystals wink as the fairy choir sings in the wings,

Waiting for woodland girl to emerge, her gown tinged with whispers

of pearly tears.


Trailing across silvery skies, a carriage pulled by white doves glides…

The audience sighs!

Queen of the forest has arrived!

Cherishing our summer dreams


When grey rainy days

Seem endless, we mourn

From dawn;

Lingering on lush chamomile edged lawns,

On well worn comfy chairs

Making endless dainty daisy chains,

Retiring to take tea in the  tent before feeling faint.

Warm bread slices spread with butter,

Hearts a flutter;

Ripe strawberries gushing with cream!

Forever cherishing our summer dreams.


Have a lovely week everyone.  🙂

 

 

Yesterday we had a gorgeous walk in Ampthill Great Park. It felt chilly and I wondered if it would rain, however after a while the sky looked an entcing intense blue, reminiscent of hot July days and my poem was born as we walked!

There are still plenty of brambles ripe and dripping from the hedgerows, the haws are blood red and sloes are growing plumper! I’ve seen a few butterflies and bees, sounding more anxious in their work, before the days get cooler. In the Park are lots of Sweet Chestnut trees, ripe with their spiky balls dangling down. The crab apple trees look the best so I think I’ll be back for more foraging!

West wind song


Wild westerly breeze howls through bristling trees,

Whistling  and hissing and zig zagging between wheat sheafs,

Which crackle, rattle, battle and beat.

Chattering corn buntings cling,

Feverishly fending 

As the crop bends like a ferocious ocean.

Collagraph- ‘Watching’


My collagraph plate was  inspired by one of the dead, old oak trees that I  see on my walks through the Bedfordshire countryside: always silhouetted against the sky is one or more crows and ravens, congregating on the branches watching over the fields.

I used teased out string glued onto the mountboard to create tree bark and bird feathers. I created the branches out of textured wallpaper and made marks in it with a knife.

After the plate was varnished and dried with a hairdryer, it was time to ink up the plate using brushes. I wanted to create an atmospheric moonlit effect so I combined blues and used plenty of extender.

I hope you like the result. 🙂


The printed plate was hand pulled through an etching press. I used damp watercolour paper. Every collagraph print is different. I achieved a ghost print which was much lighter too.