but that doesn’t stop us from going there. Pebble in the Sand Cradled in a universe of sand A small planet Of granite A solitary sea-tumbled Water-worn gem Covered in pocks From collisions with rocks Abandoned by waves Landlocked Until high tide Washes it away again
Day: September 16, 2015
A mid-day mid-week haiku
Purple Heather Fragrant purple haze An expanse of heather heath Humming with bee song
As I wandered in our garden…
I made a note of any colourful plants in all the green. This is one of the plants I found. Hydrangea Chameleon flower of water and moon In autumn she antiques and turns to rust Papery petals that crumble into dust In spring she returns to glorious hue Delicate mop-heads of pink, white and blue […]
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