Memories On Branches
Early March, warm sunshine entices out
Numerous hidden sprig formed new leaves
From tree bark's yielding grey/brown seeping grout
encrusted branches stirring overhead
A Springtime environment conducive
For chattering chaffinchs' in their twos
Comes helpmate so eagerly to show
In nest mating rituals they enthuse
Herbaceous borders of sweet Summer stock
As high pressure heralds seasonal rain
Young fledglings bathing in puddles flock
Immaculately cut green lawn is laid
Under a medieval garden oak
Whose lightning-struck slit branches dip down low
Come country dwellers and city folk
To enjoy picnic fare under welcome shade
Crisscrossed stark bracken twigs blown far and wide
Tumbling, crispy dried, red/gold autumn leaves
Proclaims seasonal change as down they glide
Harvested wheat fields and ripe fruited fare
Evergreen trees, in lament, wave farewell
To bereft shedding foliaged trees
Where grey/red squirrels hide their last kernel
"Fear not, branches in arms, we shall stand guard"
Huff and puff, the wild winter storms take hold
Tempestuously taunts the upright elm
Forcefully humpbacked, it bends to unfold
Huntsmen hurdlers ride fleet in pursuit
As sycamore branches sate with new snow
Change the blasted landscape scenery
Badgers, moles and stoats in tracking go
Indistinguishable in form and size
Copyright © Theresa Stephens | Year Posted 2014
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