Best Hazelnuts Poems

Bruised little feet, up the stream, struggling,
The rocky, dry river pluckily facing,
Bitter memories, the little souls bearing,
Heinous scars,their tiny body still covering.

Around utter desolation again discovering,
In true hearts solace seeking,
A cleansing mother’s embrace wishing,
Regenerating father’s words longing.

Silent, the father, for a while, at them looking,
The...

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I recall being four years old
and picking hazelnuts with mum.
Fall was chilly, but not too cold,
and we'd picked some to be sold.
Your dad's off to war; I got told, 
I didn't know that he would come.
I recall being four years old,
and picking hazelnuts with mum.

I...

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The coppice forest
leaves 
burnished green and gold
whose tasty nuts
fall
like dainty
parasols
one for the squirrel
one for me....

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