Monday, January 26, 2015

Sunday, January 25, 2015

Woodland Reflections

Tempted by the blackberry
in a wild, and tangled rift,
treading lightly to avoid
the thorns reminder of a gift:

How timely is that visitor
who turns another page,
mellow and plaintive there
measuring my ticking age,
years concertina and in the round
sums up a life time with a sound;

what draws me here, beckons me to stay
as down into a pool I point away,
the suns arc, reflecting what I said
has made my world with neurons in my head,
my image, broken by a fallen cone.
I have a centre that ripples on
and all my seasons begin and end
and a ring around these trees my friend.

~Roy K Austin







Saturday, January 17, 2015

Jack frosts Lair

Frozen white and crisp
Ice dark and cold 
Jack's home
Frost has  a hold on anyone so bold
Simple cold quiet and still
Is the beauty of winter frill.

~JE Ted Gardner



Thursday, January 15, 2015

Blue

I am so blue
blue for you
when all around is white
something is not quite right
I yearn for some blue Daffodil light
Let winter pass and give a clue
that spring will be back as it is due.

~JE Ted Gardner




Friday, January 9, 2015

Oak Leaf Down

The leaf once so loft
now down on soft,
a pillow of snow
soft, white and cold
now to pass through time
and be broken down
to nurture the next to come.

~JE Ted Gardner




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