The English Countryside and More....

Fruits of Every Kind

red currants

Rosy apples hang from branches
Luscious plums so round and plump
Peaches soft fuzz o'er covers
Grapes drip goodness from above

Figs turning from green to purple
Blackberries in thickets grow
Red currants adorn bushes
Linked together one by one

Sour gooseberries my favourite these are
A blush of red does appear
As in age they grow
On the ground tiny strawberries poke their heads
Waiting to be picked with love

English countryside supreme

english flowrs

A smorgasbord of fruit indeed
Fit for a king and queen
Graciously given by Mother Nature
Helped sometimes by gardeners
Across the world

But in my English countryside supreme

Flowers there grow in profusion
Daffodils nod their lovely heads
Snowdrops so pure and white
Peep up from shining leaves

Purple lupins standing tall
Royal is their stance indeed
Foxgloves trumpet out to all
Come admire my wherewithal

So much for you to see

Robin in the Hood

Forest of Sherwood

And in the forests that run
Down the center of Englund
Sherwood of Robin fame
The Hood who won so much acclaim

If only he was here again!!!!
Righting so many wrongs.....

Little streams run through the trees
Over pebbles in clear water see
Dragonflies dart here and there
Voles arrive to stand and stare

Open Up Your Heart

open up your heart

All this and more for you to view
When visiting the English countryside
Fact and fable intermingle
In so many different ways
Fantasy will surround you
As you trip down lover's lane
Everything becomes so much sharper
When your eyes no longer covered
By the fog of other's opinions
Clarity your vision when you open up your heart
Letting all your loving shine

and so it is

Calling To Me It Does..a Journey back and forth

Our place of birth will always all upon us to return and renew our spirit..at least those who listen and love and find time to wander down the highways and biways of our youth.

• Oh Dear Me
• Country Life
• Journeys from here to there
• Its So Nice to be Besides the Seaside
• Coming and Goings of History
• Treasures of the Isles
• credits

Oh Dear Me

greensward

The greensward of england has come out to say
We love you we love you and want you to stay
Why oh why have you wandered away
so very far away
Concrete jungles now are your home
Streets filled with homeless dirt and debris
All that a city throws up in your face
oh such a shame

Country Life

oilseed rape in the fields

Down lanes filled with blossom
Ancient gnarled trees
Blackberry bushes with bramble like thorns
Their fruit so delicious to pick
Your fingers to stain

Yellow rape in the fields
Topped over the wheat
Kernels so golden
To pick and to eat

all this you must miss

Journeys from here to there

chuffing through the countryside

In fields lambs gambol and happily play
Whilst doe eyes cows at them do stare
Enjoy your games they seem to say
For soon you too will be grist for the mill

I sit on the train watching scenery fly by
Banks of greenery all colours it seems
Variegated in so many shades
NOT 50 of Grey
Not my cup of tea!

Its So Nice to be Besides the Seaside

i do like to be besides the seaside

And down by the seaside where mermaids do frolick
Is white sand and seashells all in disarray
Yet forming a picture perfect to see
For those who take time to walk and to look

Devon and Cornwall Warwickshire too
Coventry my birthplace and Leamington Spa
Such special places they are

Places of history where did unwind
Legends of battles and stories galore
Of lords and ladies and knights oh so bold
Historical value all to be told
but not in concrete jungles....

Coming and Goings of History

Robert Dudley..oh oh oh

Lady Godiva and norty Peeping Tom
Fairye Queene Elizabeth Lord Leicester her swaine
Did trip around Kenilworth where castle remains
But all in vain for she would not marry him
And share her throne

Treasures of the Isles

of Scotland

Along waterways canal barges do ply
City to city from Redditch to Rhy
Each one coloured gaily
Red orange green blue
A way to view England such a delight

The mountains of Wales gaze down on green plains
Where forests and townships their auras do blaze
Scotland's highlands and lowlands a pleasure to view
Everywhere cross the Isles so much to do

come home come home they still call to me

credits

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cnwriter
I have been writing on food, wine, travel, cosmic creation and erotica for over 30 years I do horoscopes and numerology and readings.