Moody blues💙

Oh what a moody blues menacing kind of morning, as I stretch my arms up in the air, wearily yawning..the rain is pouring down running like a river, Storm Aiden is agonising making me shiver..

Well there will be no gallivanting for me today, and with this dam Covid carry on, it is best not to go far away..So Polly will put the kettle on and make herself a nice brew, at least I’ve got my poetry..yes this is what I’ll do..I shall put my thinking cap upon my hairy head, and reminisce all the beautiful places that I have trodden and tread..Meandering amidst the meadows on a sensational, sunny day, as yon blood red poppies were such a dazzling display..

When I strolled along the seaside kicking up the silky sand, listening to  the sounds of the salty sea with an empty shell in my hand.. Or what about as I wandered the woodland’s wilderness betwixt the countrysides, watching little wild creatures foraging for food from their hides..With our flighty feathered friends flying high in the tall trees, sweetly singing to each other amongst the leafy canopies..