From tiny beginnings to oceans I discovered the world in words

Changes (Autumn Snippings )

I can see through the hedge
now the floor is littered
with crispy Hawthorn leaves.

Newly shawn sheep
grazing in the colder wind
that encourages them
to grow new wool.

Horses galloping round,
nostrils flaring,
exhaling misty breath.
Their backs covered
by tartan blankets.

The old gardener,
Lifting his annual bedding
and pruning his roses.

Farmer Jones with his tractor
collecting the hay bales
to sustain his animals
through the winter.

I can see everything
getting ready to rest
until spring returns
in it’s richness.

I won’t be able
to see through the hedge.

Elaine Morris ( c ) October 2014.

Comments on: "Changes (Autumn Snippings )" (3)

  1. Thanks for stopping by Daphne.

  2. love the poem xx

  3. Thanks for stopping by , Polly.

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