Winter winds, they call my name
They sing in the day, dance in the night
Tales of cold and despair
Hang in the air
They … Read the rest
Poetry
Winter winds, they call my name
They sing in the day, dance in the night
Tales of cold and despair
Hang in the air
They … Read the rest
Under the library lights there is a room full of dreams
The mic stands still, awaiting its themes
A hush of whispers, hearts in flight… Read the rest
A Sunday afternoon, an Autumn day
The wind blows, untamed and cold
Leaves take flight, a garden ballet
Spinning and twirling, many carried away
The … Read the rest
Once the cottage stood in the forest
A refuge for all workers on a winter’s day
While the northern winds blew, the log fire
Kept … Read the rest
They fly in, they fly out
Full feeders rapidly empty
They drink, they bath, they splash
Within minutes bird baths are empty
And we sit, … Read the rest
In the hush of the dawn, a mist hangs across the land
And silently in whispers of the night
It talks of secrets hidden, that … Read the rest
In the artisan courtyard morning breaks
With sunlit whispers of a day to remember
Visitors gather, hearts light and free
Immediately seeking shade beneath an … Read the rest
Beneath ancient trees it stands
A bench alone in silence
Once a haven for the young
Where love’s sweet whispers were song
Here, young lovers … Read the rest
By the village duck pond on a summer’s day
Where trees reflect on still water
Quiet and serene, a tranquil sight
A haven of peace … Read the rest
Alongside the lanes where the summer sun shines
Nature unveils her vibrant beauty
The sun’s golden rays dance through the green
A portrait set in … Read the rest