Lazily, toe by toe,
Treading on wispy grasses;
Soft silk bed of fresh miniature flora.
Soaring high –
Skylarks, their
Singing lingers like lover’s whispers
Before vanishing through dreamy vapours.
Cow parsley’s filigree fountains
Shower the wake of Ox Eye daisies.
Hazy white petals slightly dazed,
Enjoy sherbet scented kissing wind.
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.
Happy National Poetry Day!
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?
Beautiful Wisteria perfuming the gentle breeze coming in through the cottage window.
Make a wish whilst
Wistfully wandering
Amongst Wisteria,
As it twists
And tumbles over
A humble door.
Bumblebees soar
After collecting the
Delicate nectar:
A misty mead
perfume.
When feeling fraught,
A cup of tea is
A comforting thought.
A fairy bell
Tinkles in the glen!
Alerting magical waiters
To wield their pens.
A steam of perfume
Floats about the room,
Lifting the gloom.
Quickly the tea fairy
Sweeps up the crumbs,
With her funny wee broom.
Rose,
Violets,
Forget-me-nots
And sweet lilac,
Fluted chinzy china,
Sugar sweet tickling
Lips
Rippled raspberry
Giant meringues.
What is your favourite time of day?
I love to walk through the meadow on a bright early morning because I feel it is such a special and magical time to experience nature. The delicate intoxication of wild honeysuckle rambling through a hedgerow, a skylark diving or the delicate autumnal jewels dangling on hogweed cobwebs enrich my world.
Sunsets are special too. As the rippling silken sky succumbs to darkness my musings begin.
How do you spend a rainy day?
Rainy days still have their fascination. Out come the wellies and waterproofs and off we go to watch the inky clouds rumble, clash and spit spreading like the inkblot I love to analyse and use as a prompt to a poem or a character in a story. Later after hot tea and toast I seek solace in an old secondhand paperback.
When writing by hand do you prefer to use a pen or pencil?
I like to use a good roller ball pen or drawing pen because the writing flows effortlessly.
Bonus question. What are you grateful for from last week and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up?
I am eternally grateful for my dog walker who has walked my dogs when my back was very sore. This week I am looking forward to feeling better and enjoying this extraordinary mild sunny autumn.
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Soulful roses,
Lover’s tipsy posies
They sip dewy petal potions
As their rouched lips
Whisper
A tryst…
Betroval.
Chintzy courtyard,
Ritzy lilies,
Hints of lemon tart
Wistfully wafting,
China chiming,
Parchment parasol shadows,
Jelly coloured geraniums,
Mellow ruby port hydrangeas,
Sweet pea treats,
Tea rose wreaths.
Faded flame
Darts like a
Ragged mane.
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!
Frolicking friend,
Lolling,
Rollicking
In solitary meadow,
Treading tip toe,
Ready to go.
Swallows soar
Over an imaginary
Tor,
Tilting trim tails,
Sailing through
Golden rays;
Lilting limericks.
Hail! Hail!
Summer days!
Lavender Moon: Artist, Poet and Lover of Nature 
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