Inviting in springtime with bluebells and all things lovely about the season.
Inviting Spring
If I Were a Small Creature
If I were a small creature I would crawl over the leaves Towards the dazzle of rays Beckoning and inviting A path less travelled Shrouded in canopy Dappling the light I would feel safe In the gentle crucible Of what Nature brings In awe I would be If I were a small creature - (Poetry... Continue Reading →
Layers
A poem about changing seasons and the trees.
The Space Between
Reflections on grief and passing.
Wake Slowly
Be gentle. It is in everything.
Wild Strength
Owning my warrior self and a homage to all my fellow wild women.
Into the Wilderness
Being wild and free.
The Fading Light
Reflections in my safe sanctuary when darkness envelopes.
Apart
I carry a heavy heart Like trees falling apart. The mind isn't strong to pray A dark hand covers my eyes today. What meaning is there to being alive? If not to save this earth, I don't know why. The importance of feeling loved By the trees that love me back with their crowns above... Continue Reading →
Silent as a Feather
I walk In a swirling breeze To the sounds of birds Step through To a sense of peace Feel the earth Feet off Eyes shift Parallel to the soil I look up The earth vibrates Roots seeking out A tree's pathway Finding the essence of life A world invites Silent as a feather Stillness shakes... Continue Reading →
In a Land of Giants 