We found time
To write a rhyme.
Now it’s done
We will not do.
No rhymes we’ll hew
From solid words.
Beast and birds,
Plant and flower,
In hedgerow bower,
May safely doze.
We’ll stick to prose.
The plate is empty.
The last drops of gravy wiped away.
Gone now their glorious array.
Where the roast parsnips?
They were consumed, no place to hide.
Here, I’m left standing
Like a piece of gristle pushed aside.
The Ivy bears a berry, so Christmas carols say,
And later in the winter, many birds will survive.
When bitter Ivy berries are the feast of the day
And, as other food is scarce, they help them stay alive.
But it’s too soon for berries, there’s other food around.
Now, through rain, hard frozen hail and later cold snow showers,
The Ivy waits its proper turn, its berries are still bound,
But to honour its faithful promise it now puts out its flowers.
I passed an empty house today – no one lives there now.
I stood and gazed a while at it, with softly furrowed brow.
The labour that went into it to build and shape its form
A place to raise a family and keep them safe and warm.
But now the birds have fled the nest, as young are wont to do,
The house stands empty and forlorn ‘til the cycle starts anew.
For start anew it surely must, for Spring will bring new life
And we must meet Nature again, the glory and the strife.
This is a wild cherry tree, there’s two or three along here.
We didn’t get many cherries in cherry time this year.
In spring the cherry blossom is impressive for a week
Lighting up the lane that winter left so bleak
Once the blossom falls, the cherries start to set.
And we start to imagine the harvest that we’ll get.
The choicest fruit are out of reach it always makes us frown.
But next year I’ll have my walking stick to pull the branches down.
I’ve fallen to pieces, I’m sorry to say.
It happened a while ago, on a cold day.
Jack Frost came by and he sprinkled his rime,
Together we had such a cracking good time.
He’s gone on his way – not a glance to the rear
And left me alone, lost and desolate here.
He took me out dancing and whirled me around,
I hoped he would never put me on the ground.
These memories all bring a smile to my face,
He’s a part of my heart I can never replace.
I miss him so much, but by the same token
I may be in pieces but I’m certainly not broken.