Good Sir, shall we dance? I said with a glance. In the shade of that age-old tree. His big strong arms And his genuine charms, Held a power for all comers to see. His canopy wide, Yet deep roots, he did hide, As we obey the etiquette of ancient court We swayed […]
One of my very favourite things is to go walking in woods. I've wandered in the Vienna Woods and the Charnwood Forest. There is something deliciously calming about finding the cool canopy of trees or the a tree's fatherly protection in heavy rain, so you can be blissfully unaware of just how heavy the rain [...]
Woodpecker, Woodpecker If you could Would you ever stop pecking wood? I know you as you dip and skim Through the canopy, or along the rim Of clapping trees And dancing leaves. Who provide cover in your clear unease, Of a curious human, with childlike pleasure, Watching from her window, while at her leisure.