Best Alexanders Poems
I marvel
At the rich colours
In Springtime as I walk the lanes,
Explore the woods and cliffs of Pembrokeshire.
‘Cliff clover’,
The ‘sea pink’ or Thrift.
Clumps of pink, colonising coasts.
Sapphire blue
Spring Squill studs the turf,
Hugs the cliff tops of Pembrokeshire.
Navelwort
Clings to crevices
In the collapsing dry-stone wall.
Deepest blue,
The sweet bluebell lake
Lies quietly beneath the trees.
Wild Garlic,
Smells waft in the breeze,
Each white flower, a cluster of stars.
Glassy green
Leaves and green flowers,
Strong pungent celery like smell –
Alexanders – the parsley of Alexandria.
‘Moon penny’
Or Oxeye Daisy –
Proud white heads pepper the hedgerow.
Carmine pink,
Proud heads of Foxglove -
A guard of honour lines the lane.
What better
Time and place to be,
In stunning natural Pembrokeshire.
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vergreener times two houndered thumder thugga kitty cats plenty of tracks
digital dilusional infuzsions cervival constelllation caner called me pathos
in regressions kent yerr i made to barboas elevated my perception
hitters of reckless ambition thunder silent submarine good buy
blessed appeantently unfilled fractionbs expo exposed mets met jets
r5ussel in my brand on hertz gigabite fisrt wifi liked turtles cherry terror
observe it mission of her worth mopre precious t5han HEAVEN Isabella
Chistina the pain spain spanish exquistions pond grizzls bering strait
at thje lake a soldier bluuf yes ivan i9n gustyu winds chicago lift umber
comiited anderson into a ckinic for his chest arapaho center light rails
right there north deatrh throes sersi yurri siberiann warriors casualy dressed
camaflauger newton as Issacs son in two suns angels spoke disaster fell
astroids hit jupiter fraizer sicioatric artic havoc arestsia master freinds
\venice vietnam pecan pelical gaum lahoste rau warsaw geneva code
divinian divinci michaekangolo mistrees mya exististence rightfull ower of trump
industries bad bamb seashells goodbomb mason thirty second cleapatra
alexanders christmas tree no li9ght in my head still to the nines