Springtime

Springtime The land warms up in early spring When the birds seek mates and start to sing. Acid-green leaves erupt into view With fresh spring colours in lemony hues. Sue Wood Primrose, willow flowers, forsythia lesser celandine, gorse

The Skylark Returns

The Skylark Returns Spring has arrived with warming air, The rain has ceased and the sky is clear. A gentle breeze is swirling around, As I hear a familiar distant sound. Relaxing now, a pleasant surprise! The lark has returned over the rise. This tiny brown bird, obscure to see, Filling the air with a

Snowdrops

Snowdrops Luminous white light glows under the dappled shade a promise of spring Sue Wood

Dark Skies

Dark Dark Sky Jet-black ink in a raven sky, Complete darkness as, I look up high. Nothing to see, a total black void, Until the darkness reveals the joy, Of a million stars, shining on high, Minute sparkles adorning the sky. No orange glow from urban sprawl, A vast black canopy; amazing to all. Sue