#Snow Falling

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It’s getting nearer and nearer now!….

Snow Falling 

❄️❄️

Sparkling brightly

Pure and white

Perfectly formed

So fragile

So light

Its flakes

❄️❄️

Falling slowly

Down

To the ground

White blankets

Floating

All around 

By Nick

The Passing of Time

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When I saw this photo it gave me a flash of inspiration. A mass of clocks all ticking at the same time. I think, as you grow older time seems to fly by; you sometimes find yourself wondering where the time goes…

 

The Passing of Time

 

Tick, tock, tick, tock

Faster and faster

Time flies by

In days

Then months

Into years….

*****

My head’s spinning

Where are we going?

Falling, further

And further…

 *****

It’s another new day

A baby cries

Longing for its milk

Placated by it’s bottle

 

Morning chorus singing

As a child murmurs

Teddy dangling from its hand

Questioning, all the time

 

Noonday sun shines bright

A school child plays

Dreaming of home time

But has no answers

 

In the heat of the afternoon

A teenager fashionista

Self consciously

Struggles to understand

 

In the fading sun

An adult works hard

Earning a daily living

Hoping to achieve

 

Darkness surrounds us now

As an old person reads

Looking for inspiration

What is it all for?

 *****

The tick, tock, tick, tock

Is it even faster and faster still….

Sadly, time

Slows for no one.

Poem by Nick

Remembrance….

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For Remembrance Sunday I have written a poem inspired by accounts I have heard of the First World War called…

The Poppy Field 

 

In front of me stands 

A windswept land

Scattered with flashes of red 

Brightly coloured flowers

Pepper a lush green field

Their heads rocking to and fro

 

What secrets they know

Lying beneath the soil

Of brave heroes never to return

Their tortured souls

At last, at rest

Now a strangely peaceful sight

 

How can we begin

To ever imagine

What they endured

Relentlessly in battle

Only be humbled by their sacrifice

In this foreign far away land

by Nick 

In the Spooky Graveyard 👻

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To all my followers, Happy Halloween, I hope you enjoy my poem…

 

In the Spooky Graveyard 🎃

 

Walking the steep

Winding path

Into the old graveyard

A deep dank mist

Hovers all around me

 

💀💀💀

 

Darkness is falling

Strange shadows

Fall across my path

Spooky feelings

Sink slowly

Into my head

 

☠️☠️☠️

 

I rest on a bench

Suddenly, behind me

A huge gust

blows leaves high

Into the air

I don’t feel alone

 

👻👻👻

 

Swiftly I hurry

Back to the gate

A slight terror

Fills my mind

Is it unearthly

Forces at work?  

 

🎃🎃🎃

 

Poem by Nick 

#Autumn approaches

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It’s that time of year again when it starts to get cooler, after the baking summer sun. The days grow shorter and leaves on the trees are just starting to change colour. 

I’ve written a poem inspired by the changing landscape called Autumn Chill.

🍂 Autumn Chill 🍂

 

Light picks out the gentle rippling on a lake

Clouds hang heavily in the sky above

 

Their grey shadows dance clumsily on the water

revealing a light mist in the distance

 

Splinters of brilliant light highlight treetops

Golden hues glinting their changing colours

 

The air feels cool and fresh

Still a brief hint of summer lingers

 

Subtle leaf tones of red, purple, orange and green

Jump towards me from a transforming bush

 

The weakening sunlight is fading now

Autumn splendour slowly unfolding 

Poem by Nick

If you enjoyed reading this poem, take a look at my other poems and short stories. I’ve recently included a menu header with them all in one section entitled Poetry and Writing.

Summer Thoughts…

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Summer Flowers by Nick

A light summer’s day poem.

Watercolour Summer Painting

 

With a few drops of water,

The paper is ready,

Now to add the paint, 

 

Sparkling jewel-like colours,

surrounding me,

on this dreamily sunny day,

 

Light casts shadows,

Beneath the green and white carpet,

Of lush daisy flowers.

 

Sweet scented perfume,

Drifting through the air,

Casting a pleasant aroma,

 

Low flying swifts,

Flying high up in the sky,

Swooping over my head,

 

An Industrious bee, 

Hopping from flower to flower,

A gentle drone fills the air,

 

Golden sunlight,

Highlights bark and leaves,

On a silver birch tree,

 

Just the final touch of paint,

Mixing flowers and leaves,

In a watery final.

Poem by Nick