Poetry Blogs (wildflowers)
Bury me in a blanket of wildflowers,
nutured by morning dew,
where lilacs perfume the air,
jasmine lights up the night,
wind and rain serenade gardenias,
delicate roses are protected by bushy thorns,
where dandelion wishes
brings me back to you.
Tuesday 21st April 2020 4:11 pm
In the blue-green meadow
of my silent soul,
scorpion grass -
dormant for decades,
now grows wild and free,
for the aching world
to behold its beauty.
Monday 25th February 2019 3:27 am
Where the fragrant heather moorland borders
wildwood, by the crags above the river,
the harebells and last fading heads of clover
nod themselves to sleep in drowsy August.
The ling is now full-on and tightly ordered
spikes of tiny flowers blanket over
the landscape like an Emperor’s purple toga
swathed across the heights, but thrice more gorgeous.
The fated grouse may look ...
Saturday 18th August 2018 10:31 am