SPRING DRIVEN THING (written last weekend, before it got a bit nippy again!

Dogs in woods

Spring driven thing

 

It’s a spring like day

And we are walking

Three dogs, you and I

In Pengelly woods

Marvelling at the cathedral of trees

Stepping through the quickening stems of wild garlic and of Bluebells, pushing up promises

 

There’s a rough bench to rest on

And the chance to sit

Watching the stream slip by

Calling out its spring time song

Water music for the ear

Greened bark and worsened stone

Go gently on the eye

 

We talk, you’re writing once more

A matter of delight

Whilst spring adopts its rites alike

We recommence our Sunday hike

Kicking up a storm of last year’s leaf fall

Marshmallowed moulded woodland floor

Winter slowly shrinking back

As the new season slides through the quietly opening door.

 

 

 

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2 Comments on “SPRING DRIVEN THING (written last weekend, before it got a bit nippy again!”

  1. Another beautiful poem. Loved it!

  2. stew1e says:

    Softly, gently atmospheric. . . Lovely stuff!


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