Poetry, Uncategorized

A FRUITY FEAST

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I’ve got my crumble baking loot:

Purple, ripe and juicy fruit.

 

Apples blown down from the tree:

A yummy steaming pud for tea!

 

Make the most of autumn fare –

Soon the hedgerows will be bare.

 

For these chutney baking days,

We give thanks for summer days.

 

Sloe gin, jams and plummy pies

Our tummies bigger than our eyes!

 

As swirling mists are blown by strong

And squally, rolling ocean storms

 

Earth’s kind harvest warms us up,

Soothes our souls and fills our cup.

 

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Poetry, Uncategorized

LOW TIDE

Hollow waves break crowned in silver surf,

Relentless tumble onto glistening shores.

The damp expanse of mirrored sand

Reflects the bold blue autumn sky,

As the tide ebbs gently out

Leaving glassy pools behind,

Tempting chilly hands and shrimping nets

Into their hidden depths.

 

Seaweed squelches green between the toes,

Curious fingers glean crustaceous gems:

Mussels, limpets clinging tight,

Brittle starfish, hermit crabs.

Sea life treasures scooped in buckets,

As the tide flows gently in

Reclaiming the mini oceans as her own

And sandy feet head happy home.

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