Winter sun
Shimmers on
Lacy froth
As tumbling pebbles
Spit from turquoise
Tumultuous sea spray
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Opulent orange berries
Nature’s picnic
Ladies lace
Languishly spinning,
Dainty cotton patterns,
Crafted by
Nimble, fragile fingers.
They’re stitching a story
About chivalrous
Gentlemen
Wearing woven cloaks;
An eager entourage,
Pursuing the path
To rescue
Swooning sisters
From sun-drenched fields.
Gaily gathered, relaxing,
Picnic baskets laden,
Blankets strewn with
Well worn,
Beautifully bound,
Copies of
Austen and Bronte,
Finely fluted finger
Pastries
And Wild, ripe
Strawberries.
As Midsummer eve
Draws in
The picnic party,
Pepper their petticotes,
And comb their hair.
Entangled with
Charming gentlemen,
They leave the
Ladies lace
To nature’s picnic,
Bunnies, blue-tits
And accumulating
butterflies.
Simply seeds
Chameleon visions
Visions of the lake,
Forever changing,
A Chameleon,
Cerulean blue,
Turquoise,
Burnt umber
With sparkling eyes.
Menacingly shifting,
Willows shiver,
West winds cry.
Moody shapeshifting,
Undercurrents stir,
Spinning and billowing
Like skirts trapped
In tangled weeds.
In shallow beds,
Shingle smashes
Against twisted
Roots.
Herons skim
Across mesmerising waves.
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