Nature
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What must it have been like? The waiting What must it have been like? The Knowing What must have been like? The fear The dread The smell How does a sense of duty instill such bravery? Such courage Where does that sense of duty come from? I cannot express my honour and gratitude More than… Read more
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On the eve of May As sunset passes And the world begins to sleep Out of her slumber Flora dances And the young oak king Takes his chances Their love Our union Of Earth and sky A greenwood marriage Igniting fire And passions rage With strong desire Vitality and joy abound Hopes and dreams The… Read more
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This is the place To rest and relax To feel the light breeze And the suns warmth To be The restless waves hug and kiss The patterned rocks and sheltered cove For a brief moment a low flying cormorant races the ferry Then we are back to the calm of the sea Calling to me… Read more
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A lonely tree? No, not me For far and wide I can see The spring blossoming almond tree Bright yellow Serin serenading the Sun My day has begun Orange, chestnut and olive green Ibex as yet unseen Acequias the water guides Bringing elixer to my mountainsides Goats with their guides Loyal dogs by their sides… Read more
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Life giving water Eddies, trickles falls and flows Natural gold dust From the tallest trees Their life seeking roots To the densest hedgerows And sun seeking shoots From the fluffiest bird Fledging it’s nest And bright blue butterflies Looking their best Flow the rivers, the streams The brooks and the rife Natures nectar Water is… Read more
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There’s a man stork on every spire Returned early To baggie the best spot And attract the most beautiful lady stork Read more
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Vast desert Wild open plain Volcanic hills So little rain There goes the train Animals roam Where water flows Cacti flower Nothing else grows But the wind blows Condors soar By the canyons cusp Farming terraces Thrive in the dust We have wanderlust Read more
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Give me a wilderness coastline Where the sea rages relentlessly Where birds wait for a favourable wind Before travelling home The rocky shore The scrubby cliffs Home to natures best Give me a wild and windswept shore and nature will do the rest Read more
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I feel Like an ancient villager Blessed with the gift of time To walk from Woods Mill to the rising Sun And chronicle it in rhyme Sharing the space with butterflies and buzzards Admiring the view of Chanctonbury Ring A patch of shade a well earned treat for the river too low to dip feet… Read more
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I’d glide like that if I had wings like yours And rest long enough on each flower to give you time to get your camera out and then Just before you press your shutter, I would flit tantalisingly onto the next flower Leaving you forever expectant Sharing my freedom But in the joy of a… Read more
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As I wander up the hilly path My thoughts rest with every breath My steps move rhythmically on Calming me, one by one The purple carpet of thyme like a sea Feels like nature welcoming me To rest in this space and turn off my mind To be still in this place and gently unwind… Read more
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Last year our garden was buzzing with bees And butterflies too This year We’re down to a few Where are the bees? I’ll wait for the marjoram flowers to start before I completely lose heart Last year they were alive and humming Busy bees were busy buzzing Gathering pollen til laden down The very busiest… Read more
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“Mist charging up the valley floor Cattle grazing on the Combe Goldfinch flocking in the fading light and a Raven cackling doom” “Warm sun, near cloudless sky Splendid Autumn trees Flocking birds and butterfly And shimmering glistening sea” “A cacophony of sparrows A castle in the haze Company at the market Friendship in the waves”… Read more
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Spare a thought for the England of old When summers were warm and winters were cold When we looked after the land and the seas And nurtured the birds and the millions of bees Imagine a picture painted through time Watching the hedgerows slowly decline Urbanisation steeling the land Mass agriculture vented by man We… Read more
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Sleepy Loch moves gently with the tide Babbling brook flows busily by its side Swallows chatter as they dart under croft Mergansers parade, their crests aloft Shag and Eider dive at speed While oyster catcher forage weed Plover and sandpiper ready to fly From hungry heron in the blink of an eye And thrush and… Read more
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I feel like a guest in your wood Imagining faries lying drunk on the sweet fragrance Of the bluebells carpeting the woodland Listening to Bird song singing for love Hearing the whisper of the trees in the warm gentle breeze And then the barren desert of a beet field Saharan exhausted landscape The bluebell carpet… Read more
Between the Fires: verses of earth and moon 