Seasonal & Scenic

7. Feb, 2017

The glittering light as it caresses the waves
A beautiful sight my eyesight craves
As the rising dawn, reddens the skies
A wondrous sight before my eyes

The clouds take on a different look
As the streaks of rays hit every nook
The pale pinks, the crimson red
How beautiful is this lovely spread

The clouds flow like a silken veil
So strong and yet they look so frail
The sun so red, on the horizon curve
As If resting, its energy to preserve

Then slowly rising into the sky
The redness then begins to die
The yellowish becomes more aware
As I raise my hand to beat the glare

The clouds now gone, a pure blue sky
The sun so bright and so very high
The shadows cast so long and slim
As the Sun descends, a sky so dim

A wondrous sunset to end the day
Like a classical end to a classic Ballet


Copyright © Graeme Taylor 2013

GT
7. Feb, 2017


I sit quietly on the wooden park bench
Finding it hard my backside to wrench
The colourful leaves swaying so gentile
Contemplating the way I feel

My attention is draw to the rippled pond
As the resident duck moves to abscond
A scene of tranquilly a peaceful place
The ripples subsides the pond like lace

The tallest trees standing majestic and proud
Casting their shadow where the Sun has allowed
The blossom of the brushes reaching for light
The kestrels above in full flight

The myrtle grass standing so tall
Surrounding the pond like a protective wall
A man made pond I would wager
Beautified by Mother Nature

I sit and watch my mind is so calm
Feeling free from stress and harm
A place so nice, peace in my mind
As my head turns to see the office behind

Oh well never mind it’s a decent perk
But now it’s time to get to work


Copyright © Graeme Taylor 2013

GT
7. Feb, 2017
7. Feb, 2017

The sun so high up in the sky
The warm currents where the Sea gulls fly
The flowing waves as they wet the sand
The dividing line between sea and land

The dune grass that flows like lace
The cold breeze upon my face
The soaring cliffs with wondrous shapes
The steepest parts that hang like drapes

The shining rocks with colourful pools
The paddling feet as the water cools
The crashing waves against the rocks
The crashing waves the seawall blocks

The promenade so wide and far
The lighthouse light like a distant star
The beauty of our wonderful coast
The things in life I love the most


— GT

GT
7. Feb, 2017