The Witching Hour

Spirit Dancer on an October night,

Dancing past the chimes of midnight,

Caught in the spell were time goes back,

Getting that extra hour is a Spirits delight,

To dance in the now,

With the Ghosts and the Ghouls,

As Witches cast that spell,

A spell over you,

For in the morning when you wake,

You would have gained an extra hour,

Now is that a mistake.

Spirit Dancer

 

A Bitter Kiss

A bitter kiss the wind does bring,

As the winter starts to creep in,

With whispers from The North,

A chilling bite it will bring,

With colder days now on the way,

Long gone are the summer days,

Hibernation is natures way........

Love Murmuration

A whisper carried on the air,

That murmur carried on the wind,

A gathering of souls,

Prepared to go,

A murmur in a heart beat as the adrenaline starts to flow,

For South is the direction they will go,

A phenomenon in the skies,

As birds love to dance as they fly,

Migration 

 

Yew

Yew be surprised,

Deceived are the eyes,

As you blink,

A foot step it would take,

To creep up on you to see what you would do,

Ancient as time has passed,

Old and wrinkly is the trunk,

With open arms to embrace those that rest in this place,

 

October Moon

October moon graces the sky in the day light,

High above a tower at day break,

That morning stroll under a lunar glow,

St Mary's Church Totnes

A Startled Burst

A startled burst,

Take to flight,

A need to get to a higher height,

To escape that predator below,

 

Serengeti

Mara, Mara was heard on the wind,

The herds of Elephants and Giraffes would sing,

As animals migrated the plains,

Wildebeest, Zebras and the Gazelles,

All of them on their way, 

To that annual location where they must be,

Serengeti National Park