Fluttering – a poem

Snow fell with a softness Dancing through the night Each flake a butterfly Shining in silken white With frozen wings fluttering They whispered a wintery breeze Until resting their icy beauty Upon the barren trees.

Fallen

Snow kissed – a poem

Spring Snow – a poem

Snowflakes fall in a flurry, Each one a flighty down feather, Winters last stand has defied The awakening of the spring weather. Flower blooms hidden beneath The new fallen snow as it lays, Shrouding the land in a cape of white Natures beauty in a wintery way. The Earth she stands still for a moment

The Impatient Flower – a short story

A modern folk tale written by me and told via audio and the written medium

Yuletide Wish

I love old folk and fairy tales and like to retell them in my own way. Recently I had a go at narrating one and here is the result. Much more practice needed I think but I hope you enjoy the story. A Yuletide Wish   In a far away place, A long time ago,

Falling snow – a poem

Gently snowflakes fall, Feathery soft, In silent sighs. Patiently more waits to fly, In the quiet wings Of laden skies. It settles, A breath of purity, Masking natures gloom. Each intricate flake, Unique, Yet dancing To the same tune.

Promise of Snow – a poem

Red streaks paint A cold grey sky, Lone crow sings A plaintive cry, Crystals cascade From branches bare, And promises of snow Hang in frigid air.

Curtain Call – a poem

I notice Winters not quite ready yet To say goodbye As snowflakes start falling From laden skies, But they fall slowly, With no effort to land Only a wish to freely flutter Before Spring takes command. One last hoorah, One final encore, Before winter is hidden Behind her last curtain call.

Fir Tree – a poem

Tall and proud stands the fir tree In the biting winds so cold And in the depths of winter The fir tree stays vibrant and bold, Withstanding the snow and howling storms, The fir tree a beacon of might Where nature slips into for refuge And a cosy bed for the night. On bleak days