Poetry Blogs (2020, Autumn)
Nicola Beckett on Magic Gems (11 hours ago)
To long for the tall and rounded neck
Of the swan overwintering.
To wind it round all snug and warm,
Tucked and sheltered under wing.
To see me through to daffodils,
When the long nights up and scarper.
But first the wind will undress trees
And its bite will get much sharper
For now the song has dimmed to still
And the sun just won’t stay put.
The air is g...
Sunday 18th October 2020 6:18 pm
Every Autumn fills
with browns and reds,
yellows and oranges;
and a steady wind
blowing through trees.
candy corn, and costume trials
as little ones prepare
for changes in the air.
Days lead up to celebrating
another trip around the sun,
yet this season is another reminder
of all those years ago
when we lost you.
Years collect dust rings
Friday 9th October 2020 5:09 am