#Fowc #Dirt
Destination – Under the Grass
It’s the place where the bulbs and seeds
Rest before its time to say hi to the sunshine
Treading on it – leaves a mark on it and a mark on you!
Grass
Two Brothers
Animals, Cats, PoetryA tale of two neighbourhood cats – c/o my profile on allpoetry.com
Sat on a grassy spot,
someplace by the house
two brothers sit on the outside porch
dreaming about a mouse
They’re waiting for their mum
to serve up summat for tea
and have been playing in the backyard
rolling in the grass with glee
Prowling through the green grass
as not to be seen or heard
pouncing on patches of lawn
hunting for a bird
Climbing on tables and chairs
in their fur all black and white
pondering what’s their catfood tray
thinking – what’s for tea tonight ?
In their finest
Fairground, Poetry
On a Sunday morning,
In the bright sunshine
You’ll see them all
In their finest
Taking a walk
With husband or wife
Along with the children,
Escaping the strife
No work for the blacksmith
The shops are all closed
They’ve all been to church
So a walk is proposed
And while making their way
To the local town fair
Some humbugs and sweets
The family will share
As mum and dad rest
In their boaters and hats
The children play games
With the balls and their bats
Silent ballad of pollen park
PoetryCant say a word
theyre rejoicing on the greens
as blossoms cover everywhere
round tree roots and inbetween
and in the warmth the flowers sway
playing in the breeze
floating around, without a sound
moving pollen with the bees
grabbing the poor sneezing soul
with hay fever by the throat
as pollen collects en masse like an army
around his collar and coat
and while he sits on the park bench
hed love to go and play
wi others on the large pitch
but pollens in his way
Mushroom
Nature
Mushroom
A response to the daily post prompt by inky
Small mushroom sits amongst the leaves and the grass
minding its own as the wildlife pass
getting what it can from nearby trees and the rain
taking up water from the natural drain
Toadstool
Character, Outdoors, Parks, Poetry
a late night poem, rewritten from my notebooks – enjoy.
In cold damp and dark
out in the park
a small brown toadstool
sits hiding in the grass
shy and retiring
not best in its class
sheltered by reeds, in the wind and rain
camouflauged by the grass
drinking slowly from the drain
Hidden
Animals, Garden, Nature, Outdoors, Parks
In the green of the park
Never miss a moment
Vast numbers of creatures live
In every nook and cranny across the field of grass
Some, sleep in the wood – whilst others live
In the ground, pushing up the grass you play on
Birds nest hide away – but you have to
Look closely after grabbing their food they hide
Enjoy your game of Hide and seek – with such luck – you might get a peek!
Gate
Acrostic, Garden, Home, PoetrySalford 22nd July 2017
Guarding the green grass of the garden
A way in (or way out) for visitors – path leading
Towards the front door
Expect a little squeak from time to time – hinges need greasing
It is easy being green!
Colours, Garden, Nature, Seasons, Spring, Winter
Its quite easy being green
Watching the plants wake from the cold of winter
sprouting new shoots from barren branches
Calamatous cold conditions
giving way to glorious growth
watching wiry stems produce perfect petals
Evergreens look on proudly
as new growth comes from fallen seed
proud parent watching little seedlings
Rainbows of colour
pop through the carpet of lush greenery
from red through to violet – dotted round the borders
Pine Green
Acrostic, Colours, Garden, Nature, Outdoors, Poetry
Delamere Forest
#Coloryourworld #CYW #Green #Pine #acrostic #nature #forest
Perhaps its no mistake
In noting you’re an evergreen
Numbers of you gather on
Each side of the forest road, pushing through the
Grasses as you do,
Reaching high up into the sky of blue
Every squirrel in the neighbourhood covets your seeds, and
Each eager young kid, takes one your cones home
Noting – when your seed opens and closes
