Observations in the Woodland Garden

My hands deep in the earth-Stained and wornWhere air is heavy and intense from spores released with rain;I watch fine droplets streaming down new leaves Arched over with weightAs fronds of fernsWith Prehistoric curlHang lowIn communion with Dog-toothed violet;Where faded primroses nodTo bluebells near purple in their Intoxicating intensity;The old fork is proppedReady to liftContinue reading “Observations in the Woodland Garden”


Like the careful opening of a gift A secret beauty is revealedDay by day subtle changes stir As textures fill and colours popAmidst the tapestry of greenSherbert colours Open before our eyesYet we do not see the change A paradoxThe effect is clearerTransformational as Easter joy Miraculous by perfection and designResurrection and renewal of theContinue reading “Renewal”

Seclusion at Dawn

Secluded, appears the garden at the Breath of dawnSpun haze of lightest threadsBrush the skin webbedBetween pendulous leaves of towering summer growth,their arches Framing Secret entries into hidden rooms;Muted,the roses pop pastel dots like bunting draped with dropped confetti beneath, Spilling over the abundance of fern green;Statuesque,spires of hazy blue Stand sentinel drawn throughHerbaceous plantsContinue reading “Seclusion at Dawn”