My Wordly Wealth

Heather Williamson

Poetry on roots, love, life and faith

Tag: nature

  • Season

    Where once the bare branchNow the new leafWhere once the berryNow the budAll is freshFull of surprise and delightAnd all is expectedLonged for And known –Like a lover’s faceOr a mother’s hands Read.

  • Awaken

    The sunlight slipping through the treesCasts shadows like barcodesAlong my wayThe low winter’s sun strobingBetween the slender trunksIt is a beautiful dayAnd in the hedgerows Among last autumn’s leaves still lyingTender snowdrops droopAnd green crocus shoots break throughThe world is awaking from its slumber Read.