Nature

above the waters
we rose from
our souls
and the sky
they become one

...

Single out the sleeping sow
Hiding in the hay on the hillside
Watch the butterflies flutter...

following me
along the park trail
the Wren's song

They called him the Mourner, The Turtle Dove-
The one who cries at nights, solemn, with no one above...

The window blows and knocks the dream
Well past full-bright distinction
And wallows in the...

In the dew drops of the early morning dawn with the sweet Skylark as my company, at one with Mother nature...

A Haiku inspired by Greg Etsell’s lovely poem “The Colors of Life

The colors of life
...

“Cock-a-doodle-do my Cockerel crowed to me
I think he meant “Would I like a free range egg for my...

like ripples in
evening's pond
and wind
through the trees
of the forest beyond...

Sultry heat of night in stray,
Beauteous auburn leaves that lay,
Sporadic in twirl upon soil...

The definity of absolutely beautiful is to me the exquisite English rose, as I ponder on it’s sheer...

England’s green & pleasant land

Our green & pretty pastures has been blighted by the rain...

I love thy beacons on one’s canvas Oh blessed wondrous night, twinkling torches of guidance for thy...

Leafy patches of
Near-bare trees
Hold high,
Reaching towards stars
Hung on moon...

The storm-bird coos
The fruit tree smiles -
The summer rain brings tears

The sun danced
The water played
A bud became a flower

Drift away
On a boat made for two
Making memories long overdue
It’s a beautiful day...