Dreaming of Bluebells


I dream about being in a bluebell woodland,

Morning’s dampness on my hands.

I find a torn seam in elemental’s veil;

Ask to enter the precious trail.



Bare toes tickling on grassy moss, 

Nose wrinkling as plumes of bluebells waft;

Lost in a deep purple blue lake,


Looking at the shapes the old oak makes,

Their wizened branches seeking light,

Orange tip butterflies flee with all their might!


Woodland’s serenade fades gently like a breeze;

I take a sip of Titania’s tea,

Finding myself mixing a pool of morning dew

With soothing dainty hues from the bluebell wood

on my watercolour palette ready for a new painting to emerge.

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Serene Snowdrop


Serene Snowdrop,

Small heart translucent face,

Peeping shyly through downy lace.

Awakened by a sour biting  breeze,

Which makes her cower, she

Curls up, sheltering under boughs

Of mighty beech trees.

Suddenly a shower of frosty crystals

Adorn the mysterious, tearful princess,

Crowning her with a spectacular tiara

As the dryad minstrels play their lyres.

Queens of winter days


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A stormy graphite puddle
Befuddled,
Eased by teasing sunlight,
Warming treacly tree buds.
Sleeping Sweet Violets;
Weeping Speedwell peeping
From the hedgerow whilst
Snowdrops gaze:
They are of course
The Queens of winter days;
Preening for the fae.

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Pixilation Sensation

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Pixilation Sensation

Pixilation sensation!
Elixir elation.
Flirty
Floppy
Lolloping
Poppies,
Bopping daisies,
Faery fanfares,
Dainty cornflowers
Jauntily courting.
Butterflies cavorting!

Back to normal this week after the excitement of my son’s wedding. I’m still downloading the photographs and promise I will delight you with pictures of the joyful occasion soon! This morning,walking near the village of Sandridge near St.Albans,we came accross this amazing field blazing with summer colour. It was such a feast, too much to resist! Enjoy!

Weekly photo challenge: Nostalgia: Memory cottage


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Granny’s gate
Always open.
Skipping along
The cobbled path,
Brushing by
Candyfloss flowers
And lollypop lupins.
Icing sugar windows
Glisten.

West wind blows
Memories through
The front door;
Wibbly wobbly
Licorice beams
And painted furniture
For the three bears.
Rippling rose syrup
Ice cream topped
With sugar violets,
Savoured whilst
Wooed with
Tales of olden days
And recipes of
Dripping pink
Iced buns and
Drizzling
Lemon cake.

Whispers of
Garden Fairies
Painting dainty
Dust on playful
Plump plums,
Blushing berries
And sparkling
Strawberries.

Glowing gran
Kisses goodbye,
The vignette fades
To a hazy
Kaleidoscopic
Dream.

Nostalgia brings
Tears of joy,
Weeps away fears
And deeply
Heals.

Starburst’s midsummer dream


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Electric Blue star
Bursts with sparkling
Energy.
Pirouettes like a fairy
in midsummer’s
Dream.
Desiring serene
River banks,
To dazzle frogs
On Lily pads,
Waiting for
Graceful princes
From faraway
Lands.