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.
Winter showers,
Tingling cheeks,
Secretly wishing for
Warm weeks.
Over the last few days when I have been out walking, my cheeks have smarted from the bitter winds, reminding me that we are not far enough away yet from winter days. However, spotting the peeping of little Violets, Narcissi and primrose and the beautiful displays of hyacinths in village gardens, make me feel optimistic and wishing for warm days when one can feel the sun’s gentle energy.
Don’t forget the solar eclipse on Friday 20th March.
Along the Colne, Not far from home, Whimsically wandering, Pondering: Longing for the Kingfisher to Sing, Wishing for Deer To appear.
Gently treading: Daisies for A fairy wedding And
Pretty nettle petals. Settling by the Weeping Willow,
Velvet Violets By my pillow. Humbled by Bumblebees; Entranced by Trees. So much to See.
Hidden in the Wishing Tree,
Tokens large and small
Embellish hollows
And nooks.
Adornments, silver bells,
Moonstones and Quartz
Rose scented fairy cakes,
Strings of river pearls,
Patiently hang from
Creaking boughs
Awaiting spring dawn.
As Cuckoos cry,
Dryads fly, dancing
With butterflies.
Nymphs kiss each wish,
Encasing in pearlescent bubbles,
Releasing far away to
The land where wishes
Are fulfilled.
Satisfied, the Wishing Tree
Shakes, stretches branches
Waiting for new wishes to come.
Make a wish!
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