Posted in Spring/Summer
Wake Up Call
Severn flows,
relentless, sinuous,
coursing to the sea.
Mist-wraiths,
dance and rise
within riparian bounds.
Soft, still air
blankets fields.
ghostly trees stand guard.
Through
silken silence
a pheasant calls.
Posted in Spring/Summer | Tags: England, Landscape, nature, photography, prose, shropshire, Sunrise
Furnace
Molten clouds forged in the fiery furnace of a new day. They coalesce and cool, steely grey shards cutting powder blue sky. Colours emerge from the greyness of the night. Heat from the forge warms and wakes the land. Nature stretches and stirs…
Posted in Autumn/winter | Tags: Clouds, England, Landscape, nature, photography, prose, shropshire, Sunrise
Misty Lakes
Cerulean sky, the heavens spanned
God paints the sky with gilded band.
Mist sits like water on folded land
fingers of white on His silk gloved hand .
Posted in Autumn/winter | Tags: autumn, England, Landscape, Mist, nature, photography, picture, poetry, prose, shropshire, Sky, Sunrise
Fire
Departing sun
sets fire to the sky
burning the clouds
while saying goodbye.
Posted in Autumn/winter | Tags: autumn, Clouds, England, Landscape, photography, poetry, prose, shropshire, Sky, sunset
Nature’s National Flag
Nature takes her fiery orb,
raises it in an Autumn dawn
and flies her flag
for all to see.
Posted in Autumn/winter | Tags: autumn, England, Landscape, Mist, nature, photography, poetry, prose, shropshire, Sky, Sunrise
Highlighters
Autumn morning
through the lens
God paints his gift
with marker pens!
Posted in Spring/Summer | Tags: England, Landscape, nature, photography, picture, poetry, prose, shropshire, Sky, Sunrise
Sun-cut silhouettes
Malvern stands
proud on patchwork land,
clouds graze sheep-like
across clear summer skies
sun-cut silhouettes
parade across harvest field.
Posted in Spring/Summer | Tags: autumn, England, Landscape, nature, photography, picture, poetry, prose, shropshire, Sky
Misty morn
Morning mist
Shroud soft blanket
muffled song…
Posted in Autumn/winter | Tags: autumn, England, Landscape, Mist, nature, photography, poetry, shropshire, Sky, Sunrise
Scruffy
The reason a dog has so many friends is that he wags his tail instead of his tongue.
Posted in Spring/Summer | Tags: Pets, photography, picture, prose, wildlife
