Billowy Skyes


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Billowy skies like antique grey galvinised pales,
Overflowing with silky butter,
Churning a country tale.

Majestic Heron


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Majestically,  a heron
Poises like an alabaster statuette.
When a ripple in the water
Takes his fancy,
The handsome heron
Dips quickly into the
Silent, sunlit pool.
Flipping his catch
Proudly, he moves from his patch
In a dash,
With a glinting flicker
Of feathers,
Singing in
The wind.

Spinning is chilling


Spinning spectres lace

Spiders spinning,

Tidy,  minute threads.

Fine and shiny,

Filligree chilly limbs

Like lace trimmings

For a spectre’s wedding.

Colours of autumn warm our hearts


berries warm our hearts

Autumn’s rosy leaves

Warm our hearts as

We wander along the

Sheltered golden path

Of birch, ash and larch,

Weaving magical tales to

Tell by the glowing hearth.

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Happy National Poetry Day!

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I love to write poetry, however there’s nothing more perfect to do on an autumnal evening than sitting in my fireside chair with a cup of tea or a glass of Damson gin reading from a favourite poet in one of my lovely old poetry books.

Today we’re celebrating everything to do with poetry on National Poetry Day. Enjoy reading a poem today. 🙂  Who are your favourite poets?

Gleaming Banquet


Gleaming Banquet

After the rain,

Sollom clouds wallow.

Suddenly,

Sunlight heaves back

The mighty black blanket:

Thus revealing nature’s

Gleaming banquet.

Seeing yet more rain on the window panes did not inspire me to take the dogs for a walk. Then I just thought that nature has a way of surprising the quiet lone walker, aware of the landscape and its glory.

The walk turned out to be long because there were so many wonderful happenings and sounds to delight my senses and far too much to capture. When we returned to the cottage, we were cold and wet so we settled by the fire with hot tea and toast. 🙂

Sensual Sloes


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Sensual Sloes,

Juicy and black

Like crows.

Lucid in

Tangled ancient

Hedgerows.

I have been watching these delicious sloes ripen as I walk past with my dogs every day. Soon I’ll be harvesting them and steeping them in gin. It has been a lovely summer for fruits and nuts.

Jolly collies


Jolly collies

Jolly Collies weave and bounce

Through the  mellow meadow.

Zelous yellow daisies

Raise their heads

Daringly.

Celebrating Midsummer 2015


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Walking in a midsummer meadow with bare feet…

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Having fun feeling the grass tickling our noses….

Summer Solstice 15Love summer…love nature…love life!

Everywhere we’ve been this summer for our walks have inspired me to celebrate nature with my camera. Many thanks to my beautiful border collies for their company and putting up with me spending time taking photos when they wanted to play ball. 🙂

Skadi’s Breath


Skadi's breath
Skadi’s breath falls
Like a wailing frozen veil;
Weathering crevices,
Tethered,
Feathering,
Ragged intaglio scripture
Ripples,
As a tipple of Haw
Drips from pips
Onto Nymth’s
Fizzing lips.

Soothed by the great ancient Oak


Soothing great ancient Oak
The Great Oak’s
Grooves,
Soothes the
Lovers’
Mood.
Tearful sap
Moves along
A wrinkling
Life’s map.
Dryads hearing about
The endearing team,
Draw the lovers
To the healing scene;
Tying them forever,
Settling the great tree.
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