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Tag Archives: nature
Reservoirs still empty But droplets dangle Everywhere, Their grip stretched, Dripping from limp limbs. Swollen rivers throb, Flood waters out of control. Trees hang, Forlornly mourning The glorious giddy warmth And sweet summer idling Of the English sun. A distant … Continue reading
Basking buttercups, a carpet of yellow, Cover the lush, hillside meadows. Their bowl-shaped petals face the sun, Devils in disguise, these poisonous weeds. Bees buzz, and flit from flower to flower, Greedily gobbling up pollen. Dandelion seed heads float in … Continue reading
The rhythmic fall of feet On wet woodland soil Bluebells carpet the forest floor Birds tweet afternoon chorus From trees and peat That distinctive smell Rain falls, a fine film Hood up, attention inward Shots in the distance Woodpecker pecking … Continue reading
Throw open those windows and doors Listen to the blackbird sing Distant dog barking Hello world! Do come in. Breeze tickles leafy branches A voice carries in the air Tin can somersaults along tarmac With neither worry nor care. —————————————————– … Continue reading
Their conker coloured coats glisten in the March sunshine like beacons on the hilltop. The gentle sound of grazing, reaches the ears, as worn teeth pluck mouthfuls of juicy grass. The small herd faces eastwards as if by prior agreement, … Continue reading
Beneath me, the soil is like rock And even the blades of grass Are crisp to the foot’s touch. Sub-zero temperatures, Heavy frosts and now snow Have all played their part In a bleak, wintry landscape Across the hills and … Continue reading