What a beautiful thing, To know that, even when we wake to grey And the pitter patter of rain that kicks up Petrichor into the air, The sun is right there Behind the clouds Shining down on us and just Waiting For its moment To be seen.
Tag: seasons
Urban Autumn
Of all the seasons Mother Nature sends our way, autumn is my favourite. I love the riot of colour, the sunny days with an edge of frost in the air, the smell of woodsmoke, the creeping quiet that settles over everything as the nights draw in. We are fortunate to live close to the edge [...]
Wild & Improbable Tales – A Ghost Of Warmth
At first, it looks like a room full of people. With a languorous certainty, they circulate, moving like the inexorable grace of a glacier, the entrancing dance of the fire. And then you notice something strange: there are no heads, no hands, no legs. They are a sea of jumpers and sweaters, moving as though [...]
Winter Joy
My heart is so full. It's Christmas and my brother is - wonderfully, unexpectedly -home. There are no words for the joy this has brought me. So instead, I will simply wish you joy and peace of your own and leave you with a wintry poem about light in the darkest part of the year. [...]
Hello Jack Frost
Hello, Jack Frost How have you been? Back again To make the world gleam With glittering starlight Brought to ground I love it when Your time comes round. When what was breath To clouds does turn And icy fractals Plate autumn's burn. The world goes quiet, The earth stands still And arms wrap selves In [...]
Autumn Mornings
Last September we got a puppy. She turned our lives upside down (mostly for the better - who can resist a happy puppy face in the morning and when you get home from work?) but probably the biggest change she made is that I now actually HAVE to get up when my alarm goes off [...]
Wild & Improbable Tales – The Winter King’s Summer
Dawn light broke through the reaching, inky fingers of the trees. Though summer was barely waning, the forest stood denuded of its leaves, as it always had. As it always would. The villagers had long stopped questioning why their wood did not bud and bloom and turn with the seasons. They knew it still lived, [...]
Winter
Just when it seems That the world has Withdrawn Into itself And skeletal trees stand testament to a Lifeless Season, We hang stars on every branch and bough And light candles in every window, Bringing warm hope To the cold night. When it seems the whole world should be Hibernating, Hidden away and Waiting [...]
Come Home To Rest
The Earth smoulders With the turning of the season And the clouds drift down To kiss the burning land. A veil of tears Lands softly on flaming leaves But even heaven’s weeping Cannot dull the Rioting palette Of autumn’s inferno. And when the most parts, Making way for the pale light Of winter’s promise, And [...]
Palette of Spring
The world stretches awake Inhales the first warm breath of the year Exhales a languorous perfume Which settles over gently unfurling buds Nature's confetti scattered on brightly verdant grass Drifts in swirls and eddies A lazy waltz To the tune of changing seasons Endless sky opens up above The fresh faced sun beaming Over the [...]
Thrive In Chaos 