A selection of poems written in spare moments over a few years on mankind's awareness and/or struggle with nature, environment, spiritualism and more.
Winter's approach with darkening skies
bring a biting cold and an icy reprise.
The winds from the North a freezing chase
none in this land are keen to embrace.
Falling leaves bring sorrow untold
of summer forever gone from mind and fold.
Dark flows through every crevice across the land
chasing the light off this land of soil and sand.
Fleeting shadows roam unbound
as candle light flickers without a sound.
A bang in the night brings fear to most
and thoughts turn to an unwanted previous host.
Falling leaves bring on a season of dreams
of sunny days spent walking by babbling streams.
To run through fields of brilliant green
before thoughts of winter return unseen.
The spindly branches of trees in the moon silhouette.
Icy winds across the land do pirouette
and rattle on your door as you lie in the warm
protected by bricks and mortar, though your thoughts are forlorn
Falling leaves, when the sands of time run low
and another year begins to fade and go.
For men and women folk alike the years do stack
and for all, alas, there is no way back