I had thought that I'd shared many of my poems with you all on this blog, but I can't find them in past posts? I am now thinking I shared them on my other blog(which I deleted last year).
Prudence commented that she would like to read more of my words after the Vampire day soiree entry, so if you will indulge me, I will share :D
This is the book I made several years ago now, to store my writings in...
and this is the hand written verse I am going to share today...
HOPE OF SPRING
Cold and shivering,
the Sparrow huddles beneath soggy leaves.
The Robin, once brightly bouncing from tree to tree,
now pale and bedraggled.
Where now the shimmering, spiralling flocks of Starlings?
The small, brightly coloured birds that visit the garden now,
creep in silence amongst the "mushy mess" that was yesterday's bread.
Pigeons land like loutish thugs on the table,
scattering birds and seeds alike.
Only the cry of the big black Crow is heard amid the smothering darkness of Winter.
They all wait.
Some patiently, some not so.
With each new morning, listening carefully for the signal to come.
The bubbling, sparkling song of the Blackbird...
Bringing hope that Spring is near.
:D Enjoy XXX