Wild, windy walk


I am walking through the tree line avenues protected from roaring warning winds.

Brittle branches are torn away landing like arrows ripping into the land’s heart.

Leaves dive and dart, grasses like babbling streams.

Leaning into an old gnarled tree, I look high into the patterns made by silhouettes of leaves.

What will I dream of…

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Soothing shade


 

Whispering tones ,

Ancient trees:

Parched shredded tomes:

Weathered doors moan,

Leaning

Golden patterns

Breathing shadows .

Sifted shifting soothing,

Cirrus,

Sapphire blue hue.

Lingering in a woodland on a sultry spring day


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Please click on the link to read my poem inspired by my recent ramble.

I hope you enjoy my post. The weather has been warm so we’ve been exploring our woodland pathways. As ever, I am inspired so much by my walkhs in the surrounding countryside whilst enjoying the company of my dogs; sometimes joined by my husband and friends.

White pillows


White pillows

Float into hollows, nooks

And burrows.

Aspen and willow,

Stark, dark: sinister

Whispering sharp wind

Billows.

Lichen hillocks.

Holly and blackthorns

Creak under laden leaves

Dripping icy nature’s tea.

Flirty flurries settle on warm cheeks

And tiny beaks.

Woodland Wildlife seeks solace

From fizzing blizzards.

Winter finds


Winter lakeside:

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.

Bright and warm


Shoots produding,

Shiny Buds swelling,

Pussy willow a silver sensation!

Petals waxy, honey sweet.

Catkins like knitted fingers;

Golden rays warming

Our hearts on cold days;

Winter walks


January’s lamp black trees

Dripping tears.

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! 

Christmas cheer


The post box bulges

Once a year, full

Of wishes and Christmas

Cheer. Small and perfect;

Large with glittered stickers,

The post is ready to go.

Vague addresses like

Cottage by the loch, loch sheil:

Once a year the postie will

be determined to deliver

Christmas cheer; driving on

Bumpy tracks through snowy

Woodlands where curious deer

Leap and peer at the postie

Driving oer misty mountains,

Watching swans skating.

Deep in the forest, animals,

Fae and elves meet by the light

Of the wintery moon.

Wishing you all a happy Christmas and a healthy, lucky New Year! 

Thank you to all my readers and followers without you this blog wouldn’t be here. Christmas cheer. Hugs and warm wishes! 

Golden moments


Golden moments:

Crisp early morning walks

Bathed in energising light,

Playful companionship,

Remembered paths.

Autumnal veil



A veil gently falls,

Groaning, hollow seedheads reach,

Dark shifts crystal ball.
I haven’t written a Haiku for a long while. It’s simpl