The Wild Carpeted Violets of Bamberton Forest 2016

The earthen treads among the soil stands,
Of glorious coloured violets and laughing eyes so bright,
From where the earth looks backup and seems to smile,
In this cool spring of our enchanted love,
Spend these calm moments wanting not but needing more,
And long before we saw, joyous fawn lilies so pink yet some to creamy white,
Many were found but lost for today's spring beauties praised,
Into our dear hearts and back to their resting place,
Please lay down behind this forest of serene silence,
Until wild violets with almost blue cast awaken you,
For you're so real, than the look of that sky that may not be true,
Never, if we dare too desire those earthen plaits so vibrant to bare,
We love this inviting forest with floral carpets so bold,
Thus, the living petals so bright and sweetly behold.

Their Cloud Trees 2016

The cloud trees so high in that vapour,
For the strained space above the timber,
As the feeble branches reach out and tease,
From about the tops of those mammoth voids,
With the eagles so beautiful,
Shimmering heads so feathery white and ready for the test,
Just to linger along with the elements,
Send away those vulturous crows,
In their murderous volleys,
They scream like the banshees which awaken my dreaded memories,
But only the tender songbirds please our crowd,
Throughout the nature of this day at Mount Currie,
Love to all the moving voices that live to own this forest space,
For now the clouds are aware and yet dare to race,
Eagles we need your bold strength in common degrees,
Agree to protect us and soar with silent power amongst your cloud trees.

A Wink on this Winters Day of Love 2016

Appearing in just a wink,
The dusky nightfall knows of our winters woe,
To hold and be held against the forest casts,
True is the love affair for the dear one we care,
As another spring that stares up,
From the cold earthlike residual of the world below,
You are the beauty like the colours I dream about and then I awake,
In our natural bodies in which we see the whites,
Only in the most daylight with gentle fondness
We caress with tenderness and play,
Snowdrops thus wild like our passions free and endless,
For the sun bays adieu and all will bed down for the night.

New Year in the Land of Pitt Meadows 2016

Love into this New Year,
Goodbye and a kiss from the last one and cheer,
More of the same hearts filled plans,
With the beautiful January sounds,
And another winters mean gaze of foggy lands,
So far the snow is banished and cast off,
Into our mountains of glory into distances so soft,
They're painted white as our breath is composed,
With the shameful clouds laughing with warm tears,
For the sweet sounds of melt that drifts and flows gently down,
Too where the earth buckles from below,
As icy crystals of strength change all and grow,
Those trees seem thin but strong with secrets,
We wish for spring with dressy leaves that do so cover,
These beautiful woody sentinels tall and spare,
For here soon green with life will bare,
We leave with warm hearts beating in silence and peace,
As every winter songbird paces it's breath in steady calm so free.

Happy New Year 2016!

Wishing Everyone A Very Merry Christmas 2015