Ballad Weather Poems

Whose woods these are I cannot say,
Their laughter rings from far away.
They don’t mind me dancing here,
As the sun beams down, so clear.

My lively dog...

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A whisper in the breeze, a dance of golden light,
Informed me that the season past
Would soon embrace the morning's sight.

I stood within a budding grove,
Among...

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Amidst the chill of winter's parting sigh,
The first of daisies dare to dot the glade,
As whispered secrets of the springtime nigh,
Promise the bloom where snow...

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As winter's grip begins to fade,
And snow surrenders to the blade
Of daffodils that pierce the earth,
We witness Spring's delightful birth.

The frigid air now warms its...

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As winter's grasp begins to wane,
And snow gives way to gentle rain,
A whisper stirs the sleeping land,
A touch from nature's tender hand.

The crocus, bold, breaks...

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Whispers of a season anew,
When winter's reign is almost through,
Beneath the snow, a secret stirs,
Spring's gentle breath, the world prefers.

Blossoms blush in tender light,
Breaking free...

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In the quiet hush of winter's end,
Where snow once lay, now flowers ascend.
A whisper soft, the breezes sing,
Announcing the birth of radiant spring.

The crocus peeks...

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Whispering winds in the midst of dawn,
Break winter’s grip, its coldness gone.
Beneath the earth, green tendrils peek,
Promising secrets they can't yet speak.

Buds upon branches begin...

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In the quiet of winter's end,
Where frost once claimed its reign,
Emerges a tender, gentle trend—
The beginning of spring's sweet refrain.

Buds dare to push through the...

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Balefire

What glory is a lighthouse with no storm to weather?
For there is no solace in harbouring a harpooned wanderer
Truth be told, I am the jaded...

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When all the land is in repose
There is a noise, as nightfall shows,
A noise to stir the sinews of your mind.
And those who hear it...

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Short verses.

Hurriedness is a sin
Against art and nature
Slow down time.

The valley awakes 
Brush strokes of crimson
Rabbits in the field.

Beautiful May
Your rare flowers didn’t last long
Soon...

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I hear them singing,                                           ...

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Britain sets sail to find a deal.
A lengthy voyage now starts.
The captain plots the way ahead
with complex EU charts
from the Maritime Directive
in all its ninety...

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A Walk in the Park

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