spring is in the air
rain falls, then stops falling here.
toads mating outside
spring is in the air
rain falls, then stops falling here.
toads mating outside
Today is the day
for having a bbq,
the weather is lovely
and so will be the food.
All meats marinated
chicken, pork ribs and steak
kebabs, king prawn skewers
garlic bread, potatoes salad
beans, sweetcorn
food grilled to perfection
with that signature barbecue taste.
the lone fisherman
waits near the waters edge
contemplates the changing weather
is immersed in nature
but is not alone
waiting for the fishes
to be apart of something
other than oneself
and let your soul wonder
into the net of hope
if we could talk to birds
what would they say
would it be the arrival of spring
each twittering chatter
a whistle or two
heading into summer
such commotion
and synchronicity
as we fall into autumn
are they still with us
the weather becoming colder
in winter time
Leaves falling down
across the path
birds flying overhead
green is the grass
brown are the trees
squirrels climbing high
branches hanging low
crows in the air
then on the ground
windy weather all around
I feel the rain
For when the clouds begin to gather
Each morning
I see their thoughts collect
of natures wears
and although it may be grey
my feelings are at bay
the sun will shine through
Autumn leaves,
crunch under my feet.
Their disheveled shapes,
fallen cries.
Each tree, shakes off
its branches, in the wind.
As the season turns
and the weather changes.
Our paths become,
that of one,
who is lost in colour
and cannot change.