My November Guest. My Sorrow, when she's here with me,Thinks these dark days of autumn rainAre beautiful as days can be;She loves the bare, the withered tree;She walks the sodden pasture lane. Her pleasure will not let me stay.She talks and I am fain to list:She's glad the birds are gone away,She's glad her simple [...]
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Exciting Update!
Let the Autumnal Festivities Begin! Hello everyone, Hope you are all ok and keeping as positive as you can. I just want to let you know that as Half Term is here, I will be posting all sorts from crafts, activities and folklore stories etc all in relation to nature and wildlife to keep [...]
Poetry Mondays – The Dipper by Kathleen Jamie.
Dipper. Image from RSPB. The Dipper. It was winter, near freezing,I'd walked through a forest of firswhen I saw issue out of the waterfalla solitary bird. It lit on a damp rock,and, as water swept stupidly on,wrung from its own throatsupple, undammable song. It isn't mine to give.I can't coax this bird to my [...]
Poetry Mondays – The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe.
The Raven. Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore— While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. “’Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber [...]
The Wild Swans at Coole, William Yeats.
Swan on Elterwater. The Wild Swans at Coole The trees are in their autumn beauty, The woodland paths are dry, Under the October twilight the water Mirrors a still sky; Upon the brimming water among the stones Are nine-and-fifty swans. The nineteenth autumn has come upon me Since I first made my count; I [...]
Fall, Leaves, Fall – A Poem by Emily Bronte.
As the weather seems to have taken a turn for the worst, here is a poem by Emily Bronte that wishes for stormy, dramatic bad weather. Fall, Leaves, Fall. Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away; Lengthen night and shorten day; Every leaf speaks bliss to me Fluttering from the autumn tree. I shall smile [...]
Autumn Fires by Robert Louis Stevenson.
Autumn Fires In the other gardens And all up in the vale,From the autumn bonfires See the smoke trail! Pleasant summer over, And all the summer flowers,The red fire blazes, The grey smoke towers. Sing a song of seasons! Something bright in all!Flowers in the summer, Fires in the fall! Robert Louis Stevenson
Foxglove and Bee 