Smoke

Smoke

Smoke

NaNoWriMo Day 25 Smoke

Smoke, blow free
Blow where the winds will take you.
Let it be.
Blow where its whisper sends you.

Up, up, rise.
You’re free! Go higher and higher.
Who dares flies.
You’re free from the heat of the fire.

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Forever

Clouds

Clouds

NaNoWriMo Day 24 – Forever

The world keeps turning on her way,
The clouds blow by.
Sunrise, sunset, day by day,
No one knows why.

Yet, there is comfort in this fate,
For humankind.
Tomorrow will today abate.
Our fate unwind.

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Sunset

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Trains

Train

Train

NaNoWriMo Day 22 – Trains

Every hour a train goes past,
we can see it from our house
It scurries along the embankment
Like a busy little mouse

From Carlisle off to Newcastle
It goes from right to left.
Huff and puffing up the hill
And on through Cow Run Cleft.

From Newcastle into Carlisle
It comes from left to right,
Sometimes both pass in front of us
To our great delight.

When we see them pass that way,
We feel that we have got
Three lemons in a row, at least,
And won the whole Jackpot.

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Vacant Property

Empty Bird's Nest

Empty Bird’s Nest

NaNoWriMo Day 21 – Vacant Property

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.

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Wild Cherry

Wild Cherry Tree

Wild Cherry Tree

NaNoWriMo Day 20 Wild Cherries

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.

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I Fall To Pieces

Broken Pot

Broken Pot

NaNoWriMo Day 19 – I Fall To Pieces

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.

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