Three Crocuses: A Poem

Three crocuses slowly wither in the noonday sun, Their brightest colours bleached and paled, their petals Dry and dusty, browned leaves crinkle in the heat. Two strangers are passing by; Their eyes drift to this decaying scene, and one Says to the other, look At the flowers – aren’t they Beautiful?

Bulb: A Poem

A soft bulb lies, buried beneath he earth, in the warm darkness; Indifferent and plain, she rests herself upon the moist and heaving earth In quiet contemplation; until at last, As the last frost melts its icy cool into the ground, she lifts her shaded slender head, Shrugs the soil from her budding shoulders and … More Bulb: A Poem

A Spring Haiku

Hi there! I’ve been really busy today and it’s quite late so I’ve just written a short haiku this evening. Enjoy! Feather weight sunshine Filters through rainclouds; the scent Of springtime flowers.

Spring: A Poem

Hi there! This is a little poem I wrote this afternoon about Spring (despite the fact that snow’s forecast at the weekend). I hope you enjoy! There’s a lightness in the air; And a deep, damp, Heaviness of earthy things; The scent of rain on a softly fierce breeze, And of dark, bright, living things. … More Spring: A Poem