Nature

You could say
There was 2 halves to this day.
With mist , It begun
Later flickering...

I see no artificial colours
Taste no artificial flavours
Free to air no need to pay

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Standing alone
In the nightingales land of sightless roam,
Flowers sinking in oceans that...

Knotted, bendy branches corkscrewed in a twisted, twine
Oozing hints of aromas,
Tannin,...

Inspired by Tony Taylor’s brilliant poem “The Poet’s Pen & The Arrival Of Morning”
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Skeins of twilight star
Celestial diamonds afar
Gaia’s frock brilliantly worn
Morphed...

Sunshine, yellow daffodils swaying
in a southern easterly breeze
Glistening, buttercup...

Cliffs of Dover like brittle glass
Battered by waves incessant pass
Offering briny tears it...

Balmy candle rose-kist
Shrouded in hazy mist
Fever ignites a flame

Dancing in rustic...

Staring at the falling chaos
That lies beyond the window pane,
How this brief time merely...

It came upon a winter’s night
It stayed until the morn’
The wattle dropping from the trees...

Once upon a solstice chill,
Along waterfalls beguiled spill.
Mother Nature, bonnie queen,...

leave the flowers
in the ground
where they belong
shove the red hearts
the...

The seasons do not hinder, nor bring arduous challenge.
For there you are, resolute and stoic,...

My Window

My window is a place I can go to relax

My window is a place where I look at the...

A privy of secluded serenity
Betwixt a valley in the hills
A stunning silhoutte for such an...

Guardian to seasons fair
Wisps on curious air
Spring, summer, winter, fall
Intervals...