September

Poems by Lois

The quiet blue September day

Sonnet VIII Upon an upland orchard’s sunny side, I pass the quiet blue September day: There winds through tented fields they sometimes hide, Past woods and meadows green, the dusty way, Down to the ship-speckled level of the bay, And amber sands in crescent spreading wide. Last night the winds were in the trees, and […]

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Bits and pieces by Lois

Brrrrrr…..

I’m  posting this to remind myself how lovely the summer was, and to try and remember back a couple of days ago when I walked out in the evening in just my shirtsleeves (actually I was wearing shorts and a shirt as well as the shirt sleeves…) The wind is raging round the house, rain […]

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