Saturday, 8 November 2014

Poem for the day, Autumn berries

Here is a poem that I thought up while looking at the berries on a tree today called Arbustier. It has the most beautiful berries, round and a little bit spikey, first they are golden and then they turn bright red.

Just when it seems that all has gone,
In the glowing embers of the setting sun
A lonely leaf from the branch of a tree
Fluttering down, and then you see
Nature has displayed her precious jewels,
Shiny red rubies and amber pools
Of light, all gleaming in the sun
Silver threads where the snail has run
Winter's on its way but have no fear
We'll all feed the birds that are still here.

From my collection:

More verses that a ten year old could write'.

1 comment:

  1. Nature displaying precious jewels?
    A difficult line Angela.