Poems
Nature Laid Bare
Winter in The Southern Highlands of New South Wales, Australia.
Naked she stands,
Aglow with the sun,
Branches stripped bare,
For winter has come.
Tiny curled Maple leaves,
Remind me of claws,
Each morning a frost,
I watch as it thaws.
The fountains sheet ice,
Flowers now few,
The leaves lightly dusted,
With crystalline dew.
Brisk evening strolls,
The fire now lit daily,
Warm in Rose Cottage,
I pass these days gaily.