Soothing shade

 

Whispering tones ,

Ancient trees:

Parched shredded tomes:

Weathered doors moan,

Leaning

Golden patterns

Breathing shadows .

Sifted shifting soothing,

Cirrus,

Sapphire blue hue.

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Ivy weaves

Ivy weaves glossy leaves

O’er potting shed knots

And rusty locks.

Lingering  on gusty

Limbs and whispering

Wise rings.

The great ancient

Sings.

Springs  is here, but winter winds bit into my dry lips and reminded me today to protect myself from the elements and keep nourished and warm. We enjoyed exploring the wild woodland and listening to their songs.

Forest glade

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

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

A-Z writing challenge – letter I for Imaginary. Imaginary place

Walk through magical
Woody glades towards
Your imaginary place.
Under bare feet,
Carpets of wild herbs
Warm, soothe.
Fingers reach out
Touching fresh
Young leaves,
Caressing delicate silk.
Rest by ancient trees
Creaking reassuringly.
Your mind drifts
With bluebell
Intoxication;
Miles away,
Across the wide
Sea of imagination.