The Enchanted Mill

Poetry and Prose by Purplemoondoll

The Mill Pond

 
 
 
 
Butterfly Tears
 

Dew drenched petals

Butterfly tears fall softly

Nectar from the gods

 

 
Hidden Treasures
 
Dawn paints the clouds with
Hazy washes bright with
Diamond dew
Winter sadness melting
In the fledgling sunlight.
 
Spring crocus reflecting
Saffron, pearl and purple
Jewels sparkling
In the swirling silver
Threads of misty morning.
 
Daffodils alight with
Gold and citrine blazing
Nature’s promise
Cherry blossom floating
On the quickening breeze.
 
Snowdrops capped in valour
Bravely rise through strands of
Emerald moss
Bluebells drape the woodland
Floor with lapis splendour.
 
Hidden treasures waking
To the warmth of springtime
Feel the heartbeat
Rhythm pulsing with the
Sense of life emerging.
 
 
 
Winter's Song

Autumn dripping leaves of weary gold
Exits quietly, fading through the trees.
Hawthorn shakes her cloak of ruby fire.
Naked to the woods and twisting breeze.
 
Winter’s breath now lingers in the air.
Strands of whispered frost on silver lace.
Deep within the green a distant voice.
Calls the breeze to dance with chilling grace.
 
Winter’s tune plays keenly on the wind.
Snowflakes dance and play her melody.
Wrapped in fur she drapes the scene in white.
Nature shrouded, steeped in mystery.
 
Winter’s touch threads spider’s webs with gems.
Diamond drops of cold reflected glass.
Water turns to stone with breathless ease.
Frozen daggers arm each blade of grass.
 
Winter’s kiss enchants the wood to sleep.
Holly smiles and stains her berries bright.
Mistletoe wound tight on blackened bough.
Strands of pearl reflecting ghostly light.
 
Winter’s song plays on throughout the night.
Nature’s secrets slumber in the earth.
Spring will wake them with the sun’s return
Thaw the ground and call them to rebirth.
 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

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