A dedication

October 3, 2015October 3, 2015Leave a comment

The cottage has opened its doors to me,

of dreams long foretold,

of poppies and tiger lilies, violets three,

and memories dear to hold

The path is worn through tender days,

the seeds blossomed; overgrown,

through woods and bluebells I long to stay,

o’er moss fair winds have blown

She halts my quiet sighs,

bent down with grains of sorrow,

and beckons me forth on green fields lie,

Where none but Death can follow

Storms rage on in faraway lands

but close stillness and quiet roam

It comforts the voices of my consumed heart;

and tenderly guides me Home.

song of solitude

June 11, 2015June 11, 2015Leave a comment

The whisper of mist, stealing over the land like dream’s breath,

o’er ruins, a fractured tooth on the rolling hillside,

discarded and forlorn as seasons pass.

Unto all stained in russet red, gold,

chasing an enduring reflection, for evermore.

Inspire

April 14, 20151 Comment

You’re in every new song I hear

The whisper of mist that clings to my eyelashes

Every ocean that spreads its aquiline arms in offering

And the lights that flash across the midnight shadow

You are the force field that protects me –

Against the world.

Abandon

February 12, 2015February 21, 2015Leave a comment

It was the remnants of a chilly winter
on the cusp of spring,
the freighter ship glowed
a lonely rusty red.
I weaved my arm through yours
seeking warmth from coat sleeves
as it sunk into a darkness
of forbidden murky greens.
Benevolent acknowledgment of
the spirits of the ocean,
a petrified creature;
as the shrill cry of seagulls
wrestled the breath of the wind.

~ February ~

February 1, 2015February 1, 20153 Comments

Northumberland, England

Rocks tumble over one another
like greasy sun soaked crabs.
Tender lapping waves
slip over their forms;
a distant echo
and through dying embers
clouds drag pale light
entombed in a blanket of mist.

This is part of a “Snapshots of a Year” series I am doing, each month I will write landscape-inspired poetry taken specifically from my 2015 calendar. Feel free to leave a comment below 🙂

sunlight in the trees

January 15, 201512 Comments

The branches hang trophies of golden light,
a dusky orange, bled from the seams
streaked like canon smoke

gnarled tree limbs
wave forth from sandy graves
supporting the weight of the sky

the remembrance,
of a misty blue-grey worth holding.

Lost

November 26, 2014November 26, 20141 Comment

You walk among
the haggard battle scars
of mountainous peaks;
of midnight forests
with black cotton stitches
like crows feet in shadow
and ragged crags that weave-
through the wilderness
in undulating waves
of white thread.

To Flutter

November 24, 2014February 21, 2015Leave a comment

We sit under flags

that dangle like octopus legs-

paddling the air like

astronauts lost in space.

One Day

November 19, 2014November 19, 20143 Comments

green-forest-red-leaves-wide They weave fingers of evergreen,
a canopy to shelter
from the bitterness and cold.
Guardians of nature they close their ranks
as soldiers of symmetry;
the sharpness of colour, blinds me
through the camera lense
unfiltered-
capsules of red as paint dripping
floods the forest
in bursts of joyous stain.

The Forgotten

October 23, 20141 Comment

Purple jewels glow on the hillside,
cat eyes in the dark
guiding headstrong travellers on
-to the ruins by the sea.

The ghosts that roam the valley
are but shells of times long past
yet their spirits linger still
-to the ruins by the sea.

As the stormy skies rumble and
the tumultuous waves roll,
they mourn the forgotten;
the ruins by the sea.

Katewjwhite

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