Sunday 17 August 2014

HEDGEROWS:


Aflame, the bronze, gold & autumnal reds,

Fox, badger & hedgehogs, hide their heads,

Autumn berries turn their backs on frosty hoar,

Hark, the fleeing of deer, hare & grunting boar.

 

Silent, white in embarrassed & blanketed snows,

Little ones bury wee snouts, small nebs & fury nose,

Ivy & bleeding holly, announce season of the Yule,

Twigs & logs collected, for warm hearthside fuel.

 

The soft shy smiling, of golden sunshine shadows,

Budded heads nodding, in springtime meadows,

New fledglings in nests, serenaded in joyful song,

Sap rising, in flora & fauna, potent, virile & strong.

 

With the last of spring´s wet & cooling showers,

Summer dresses in her showy bright flowers,

On hedgerow´s verdant breasts, gentle perfumes,

Lulled at dusk, by nightingales & soft opal moons.

 

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