In honour of National Poetry Day this Friday, the remainder of my posts this week will be in verse.

Fog billows in wet.
Frosting hair, spider webs, grass
With silver gilding.

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Magpie warbles loud
In early morning darkness,
Waking up the sun.

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Bees hum in purple
Lavender blooms, blue pollen
Dusting hairy backs.

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Seedlings defy frost,
Growing tall in warm sunshine,
Sheltered under glass.

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Sparrows descend to
Old sheds, bringing straw, grass, noise
Leaving poo, feathers.

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Ploughs plough, seagulls wheel
Overhead seeking
The freshly turned worm.