Cobwebs swim in morning sunlight
dew be-speckled
grey and silver
a suspended filigree of delight.
Fungi burgeon overnight
and brambles ripen on the vine
morning dew shines silver bright
elder berries are ripe for wine.
Warm sun dancing through burnished leaves
breezes teasing scents of glen and wood
Comma butterflies dance and weave
all natures bounties bright and good.
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WOOD POETRY
PoetryA collection of poetry inspired by a life in an English wood. Meet the animals and birds. Experience the seasons. Enjoy the sunshine, the rain, the mist and the snow.