Changes

Reluctant rainfall
has in part re-greened the lawn.
Subtle changes herald fading summer.
The drought continues, moorland burns.

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Golden

Golden buttercups,
shining like miniature suns;
bright spots in my lawn.

Leaves

Scuttling like crabs,
leaves across the lawn,
windblown.

Playing Chase

Unaware
of my presence,
two young squirrels playing
chase up and down trees
and across the lawn.

January Joy 23

Slowly unfurling,
white dots
on the lawn,
snowdrops.

January Joy 11

No snow,
but snowdrops
pushing through the lawn,
buds still furled.
More joy in store
when they finally
unfurl.

January Joy 9

A pair of magpies on the lawn;
“One for sorrow, two for joy….”

Dewdrops

On the lawn dewdrops
glisten in the morning sun;
a sparkling crystal-studded carpet.

Toadstools

Time for toadstools
in various forms
to show their heads
upon the lawn.

Summer

With fleeting footsteps summer flies
away from ever greying skies
and winds that bluster through the trees
sent swaying, gripping tightly leaves
that all too soon will turn to brown
when autumn comes and flutter down
in circling spirals to lie forlorn,
a soggy carpet on the lawn,
while we dream of summer days
glimpsed through autumn’s damp, dark haze.

© Elizabeth Leaper

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