Category Archives: Sunshine and wintry Splendour

My front garden

Little perhaps Clearly in the laps Of goddesses certain and free Beautiful blossoms wild as the wind Coupled with herbage that be Sustaining containing creating A purposeful valuable place Just full of vibrations of visionary spaces Where insects and others … Continue reading

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Desire

Be inspired by Nature The solace of it all The mountains and the filtered air Through Summer into Fall The colours are exciting I soulfully desire What is indeed creation My ultimate desire

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May

A wild and natural guardian we see them everywhere The hedgerows and the lay byes Festooned with cream and ermine share Such fragrance realise The gorgeous scents around The wildest of wild perfumes That anyone has found Woven its Natures … Continue reading

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With eyes to see

With eyes to see And a heart to feel And a mind to know That outside it’s real My country states The need to fight To back the rogues And smell the shite I have feelings for This world where … Continue reading

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George Galloway in Rochdale

Rochdale to the people Under a cold sky George is out there speaking Sincerely does apply His sincerity of purpose He gets to the crowd Suggesting they can lend him Their vote his words are loud The purpose is the … Continue reading

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Autumn

Adorable Autumn A peaceful acclaim Serenity beckons A beautiful flame Of glorious tree leaves An amazing stream Full of generous wildness We all can redeem From Lynnes pure photographs She captures so well The wonder of being and seeing

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Donkey serenading

The donks are in the meadow Making hay of sun and shine Nibbling the tasty stuff Really operating fine Laughter on their faces Eyes as clear as glass Feeling the cool sun on our backs It’s really been first class

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