Newness and Silence

gorse

Bright yellow  flowers burst over the gorse

Like sun rays, covering the forest

Bright new leaves softly swaying

Blue skies stretch beyond the beyond

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Rabbits hide in clumps of heather

tiny buds of pink and white appear

Deer graze on the heath in the distance

Hide, protected by woodland thickets

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The smell of newness on the warm breeze

The sound of silence echoes in my ears

Come share this space, this time with me

Let the newness and silence be us

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A Thousand Stories

beach hut

A thousand stories,

behind every door

a pink one a blue one

stripes in bright colours

a beach hut of tales

waiting to be told.

Rotten doors,

broken locks

peeling paint

salt air pummeling

sun scorching blistering

screeches of seagulls

laughter and tears

a thousand stories on

A trip to the beach

Bunny Ears

Today my post is about my nieces latest problem. She is six.

 

The problem is what shall I wear

What goes with my bunny ears

Sofia says it should be purple or pink

Doesn’t she know my favourite colour is white

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I wore my ears to school,

My teacher let me wear them all day

Sofia wanted to wear them, however they are mine

So I said maybe another day.

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Mummy said I couldn’t wear them swimming

She thought they would get very wet.

Doesn’t she know that bunnies can swim

I think they would make me go faster,

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I wore them in bed last night

They don’t stay on very well

They wriggled around and tickled my nose

I didn’t mind, they didn’t wake me up

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I going to wear my white leggings

And my stripy jumper and socks

My favourite boot sand my pink coat

And my bunny ears with no hat.