Catkins Poems - Poems about Catkins

...sage green oak catkins blanket drive and yard.... pouring rain and wind ......Read the rest...

... pollen everywhere when the willow catkins bloom - angel feathers stripped......Read the rest...

...Hallows Eve to Candlemas the sun now turning south,alas; November sombre,December dark, January,February cold and stark. Catkins litter the forest floor, beeches shed their l......Read the rest...

... Oh, weeping willow - friend to me enchanting thee shall always be. I have bequeathed secrets to thee whilst whispering gently ......Read the rest...

...in rain-soaked wetlands pussy willow clusters bloom ~ furry catkins purr......Read the rest...

...If only I could shake off long rigorous winter; and embrace secret hidden in the cool of spring. Enlivened by nature; the twitter sound of the Scarlet Tanager, its red-orange and black feathers,......Read the rest...

...catkins    murmur spring bides......Read the rest...

...When the Snow comes. the catkins lilt, sway in a long prediction to soon ! Mothers clock, gets it wrong; It actually is non fiction Now pinned! escape is futile ......Read the rest...

...Aconites gazing into the sun 'neath catkins dangling,finely spun Awakened mammals desert their holes rummaging midst the hazel boles Long twilight days in winter's shade tomorrow..brings sno......Read the rest...

...pink catkins of eastern cottonwood- happy offspring tree flowering in the sun- beaver waits patiently moon shines upon her coral blossoms- cricket chirps ......Read the rest...

...By a creek I sink my feet in yesterday’s rain. A swirl of green water sucks at my boots. Water rats swim near not afraid of my stillness. A willow tree sheds yellow catkins they drop lik......Read the rest...

...Last night the Alder so deeply rooted in the hedgerow was shot through by a bolt of climatic vulnerability. I heard the smoking gun, heard the clangorous salvo, the snap and break, heard the unfl......Read the rest...

...Blue merles howl. Red calicos beetle. Unanesthetized cats rind. Hazel catkins laugh.......Read the rest...

...There was a distant mournful pitch a tease that played push and pull with the clouds fierce, frightful, frenzied perpetual motion, cirrus, cumulus, altostratus mix at play; first, grays, da......Read the rest...

...twitching noses in tussocks of awakened primroses rummaging on hazel boles hibernating mammals poke from the holes leafless hedgerows where buds now form a carpet of whit......Read the rest...