I’m not built for city life… everything moves too fast & not enough time is spent looking at the trees, the river or up at the sky #nature In my mind I frequently stand on the top of a mountain or edge of a cliff with my arms outstretched, feeling the breeze and the grass…
Tag: grass
‘Biophilia #11’ (August 2011)
Gliding down the dust and dirt track, A symphony of green punctuated by yellow and lilac shades, Flash before my eyes, Rambling in the sun, The sunlight stripes the scene in front of me, Streaking through the gaps of the leaves in the trees, The green shoots its new leaves, Flicker in my face as…
‘Biophilia #10 (August 2011)
I watch the sun’s soft rays melt through the cleaning rain clouds Casting a yellow hue over all beneath it Cutting through the damp, grey mist which has refreshed everything The golden light provides reassurance to all who take the time to notice it From the blossoming cherry trees To the battalions of daffodils which…
‘Biophilia #7’ (July 2011)
Butterfly… Liberation Free to float amongst nature Captivation Entranced by your movement Attraction Drawn to your spirit and freedom Perfection The beauty radiates from you with each flap of your wings Flicker rainbow patterns Twirl and glide Flutter Fleeting You arrive and leave my gaze so quickly Illusive Cannot have you even though I hold…
‘Biophilia #6’ (June 2011)
The mist floats Effortless Over the grass Damp with dew It hugs Envelops the ancient rocks Thick in the shade The sun streams through Burning holes Illuminating the life beneath Creating a golden barrier The stillness is… Magical Entrancing (from the collection ‘Biophilia’, published on Amazon Kindle)
‘Biophilia #5’ (May 2011)
The cool breeze Against my cheek The tickle of the grass On my arm The warmth of the sun On my neck The refreshing feel Water through my fingers Looking at the ripples The perpetual calm movement Looking out across the expanse Calm still waters Peaceful soul Shaded by ancient trees Spirit floating The orange…
‘Biophilia #4’ (April 2011)
The tree stands proud Branches stretched Spread Watching generations pass beneath its canopy Listening to conversations walking by The words spirally and twisting up its knarled branches Regenerated every year To survive another year To continue to guard and protect Stand and watch The world rush about chasing ghosts Smile of experience (From the collection…
‘Biophilia #3’ (April 2011)
Under the tree I sit Branches stretching out Shading me Offering protection The blackbirds song above my head Calming my thoughts Carrying me away To drift on a river of dreams and a stream of joy My fingertips feel the grains of dirt on the ground I draw circles and swirls Dust plumes rise up…
‘Biophilia #2’ (April 2011)
Take the time to sit Here The time to quiet your mind Stop rushing about Sit and look Sit and think about where you are About what you’re sensing Feeling Let the world drift away Let now wash over you Wash through you (From the collection ‘Biophilia’, published on Amazon Kindle)
‘Biophilia #9’ (August 2011)
Leaf floats down Falling from the arcing tree Gliding On the air No control over where it goes Swirling Twirling Spinning round Until suddenly hits the ground Stops dead Pausing Breeze blows Makes it twirl with renewed life… Brief movement… Before… Lifting up into the space beneath the clouds To flutter along with butterflies Graceful…
‘Biophilia #8’ (July 2011)
Butterfly… Flutter past my face Displaying your infinite beauty Flicker your colourful patterns Catching my eyes Captivate my gaze Mesmerising me as I sit in this garden Illusive Cannot catch you with my gentle hands Dancing between flowers Touching each one with your enchantment A gift of sunlight in their day Floating on the breeze…
‘Biophilia #1’ (March 2011)
The stones They stand firm on the plain Open Weathered Majestic Observing the endless The perpetual swirl of time The swirl of clouds Above their brow The grey, the blue The fierce, the calm The ancient possess knowledge Beyond our understanding The mystery perpetuates The sunlight clears the murky grey Shines on the ancient stones The…
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