There was a time.
The pendulum motions to and fro,
From the clock upon the wall.
As the second ebb like grains of sand,
For one by one they fall.
Through the window of the dim lit room,
For outside, lies a world of grey,
For thoughts now turn to yester year,
That seems so far away.
With freckle on skin and golden hair,
Topped with lace like bonnet fair.
Upon a face a smile of glee,
As little feet splash in the sea.
A bucket clenched in fingers tight,
With spade to match its colours bright.
In awe and wonder of many things,
Through eyes so young that new life brings.
© N Windle. MMXI.
Posted on 7 January '11 by admin, under Nature poems. No Comments.
Chase not what was autumn time,
Its vibrant colours that had once adorned.
Now fades away as the winter mourns.
But to savour thoughts like a fine old wine.
Across valley deep over moors and hill,
The Norse wind on his steed doth roar.
Through nook and cranny and frame of door,
With breath of ice like steel.
Ice maid for you enchant us so,
As you lay your cloak of winter down.
Across sleepy hamlets and the bustling towns,
Vestige remnants of the year now go.
© N Windle 2009
Posted on 22 November '09 by admin, under Nature poems. No Comments.
A toast to friends old and new,
As we gather round the fire.
The pack once made, in adolescent youth
By now I thought would tire
Gazing deep, into its burning flames,
Hungry tongues, lap the evening air.
As pleasure is given, by its warming glow,
Seen on all the faces there.
Through the laughter, the sound of the rolling tide,
As it crashes, along the shore.
The salted air carried on the breeze,
As my senses, crave out for more.
Beneath the waves the sun now slips,
Leaves its reflections on the sea.
A glass now rose to those we love,
In this land where we are free.
© N windle 2007
Posted on 8 August '09 by admin, under Nature poems. No Comments.
Sing softy sweet nightingale,
Your notes make a soothing lullaby.
As a mother cradles her baby,
Precious moment that will soon go by.
Ever watching and protecting,
Made out of tenderness and love.
A gift granted by the great divine,
Watched over from the world above.
As you lie there, in bliss and innocence,
Bringing pleasure to those most dear.
For now just keep on sleeping,
And know there is no fear.
© N Windle
Posted on 4 August '09 by admin, under Nature poems. No Comments.
Time stands for ever immortal
Our lives being only finite,
Consumed in the fire of lost years.
Gone the independence of youth,
We could not wait to grow up,
Older now but not always wiser.
Ravaged by the turmoil’s of life,
That etches marks like character on a page.
At times fame and adulation,
And at others left licking our wounds.
Moments like us soon to return to dust,
Blown away in the winds of time.
© N Windle
Posted on 4 August '09 by admin, under Nature poems. No Comments.
