On this clear, bright morning the robin sings…
High on the top branch,
robin’s breath shows in dawn air.
Misty talk bubbles.
(25/10/19)
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Sharp, autumnal morning…
Gorse hangs cobwebs out,
the grass, too, is crystalline.
Robin sings diamonds.
(11/10/19)
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Listening to the tawny owl cries in the night – spooky…
Tawny owl’s flutings
stab frightened, fluttering hearts,
pierce the moon-dark night.
(18/10/19)
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Bright morning after the big storm (Lorenzo)…
Gold leaf mosaics
brightly tile the woodland paths.
Low sun burnishes.
(11/10/19)
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Bright morning after the big storm (Lorenzo)…
Gold leaf mosaics
brightly tile the woodland paths.
Low sun burnishes.
(04/10/19)