Spring Shoots Winter – Haiku Early winter time. Even in these cold dark days spring shoots are showing.

Seasons
Spring Shoots Winter – Haiku Early winter time. Even in these cold dark days spring shoots are showing.
Autumn Equinox Autumn equinox An ending and beginning Everything changes
Everything Has A Season Autumn. Strings of shining spider webs; dew-drop sprinklings on sparkling grass; curling leaves, turning brown; burning… Read more Summer Into Autumn
Apples ripening Berries and seeds fattening Autumn drawing near
Summer finishing In the flowery climax Of a florgasm
The nesting season. Bringing new life to the world. Letting old life go.
Washing On The Line Washing on the line. Warm sun, a drying Spring breeze. Calm before the storm.
A windy spring day Tree fingers beckon heaven from earth, as it is
Another cold day, wet and grey and dull and bleak. Winter will not end.
Budding darling nubs peeking meek and green on shrubs sing of coming Spring.
Sunlit spring morning. All things bright and beautiful. The season has turned.
In the dark of night, with a cold and chilling wind blowing rain against the window pane we too easily… Read more A Daffodil In Winter
In the cold winter, Close your eyes and think of this; Warm summer sunshine.
A cold winter day The wind blows through everything These are fallow times
white flakes of snow curl and swirl in sheets unfurling like lace petticoats the kind that girls used to wear… Read more The Last Snows Of Winter
Winter morning sun Like tenderness under fire A kiss in the dark
A blizzard of wet leaves Wind-stripped from the bent trees Sheets of freezing cold rain Fall again and again And… Read more Wet Autumn Day
An unlovely day Cold and wet and gloomy grey Winter on its way
A full skein of geese Flying slowly, heading south Winter is coming
Dirty, saggy clouds Drag beneath a blank grey sky Seasons have their moods
Dry, bright autumn day Leaves turning and earth cooling Season of changing
Nature Matches Me Autumn equinox In the dark side of the year Nature matches me
The last licks of love From the warm tongue of the sun The year is ending
Late flowering blooms Like a lingering last kiss From a dying love
In the autumn time You begin to realise The end is coming