Homework September 2023 'Natures Secret Gardens'
Posted: Fri Sep 15, 2023 8:02 pm
Natures Secret Gardens –
Garden 1
On misty morns the forest drips and leaves are wet with dew,
the smoke-like mist hangs in the air to blur a pristine view.
It gladdens hearts of all who walk along this winding track,
you’re taken by its beauty as you pass an old bush shack.
Sun touches then a foggy grove and melts the mist away
and dries dew laden bushes with a warming solar ray.
Its gentle glow then brings to life the hidden places where
exquisite flowers open up, so beautiful and rare.
There’s dappled light in leafy glens where filtered sun peeps through,
to light up ferns and rushes where the spider orchids grew.
As tiny streams here trickle by and slowly make their way,
they whisper of this secret place they travel through each day.
So sweet is natures music with its golden notes of sound,
from throats of feathered songsters as it echoes all around.
And heralds yet another day along this forest trail,
this place of untouched beauty, that’s so delicate and frail.
Garden 2
For years it waited patiently a dusty arid land,
then came the rain that brings new life the way that nature planned.
And like a miracle the desert blooms with beauty rare,
breathtaking colours paint this rugged landscape everywhere.
With endless everlastings like a sea of waving jewels,
that dance in tune to errant winds out where the eagle rules.
And all the while there’s green again across the vast expanse,
where Dusty Devils had once weaved their crazy zigzag dance.
A crimson carpet of Sturt Peas is sure to please the eye,
while bringing beauty where for years the land was brown and dry.
And near forgotten grasses grow across the endless plain,
as Budgies in their thousands come to feast upon the grain.
For nature waved its magic wand to bring to life again,
this tortured land of boom and bust and very little rain.
Yet still this land is precious be it green or dry and brown,
a place of solitude and silence miles from any town.
©T.E. Piggott
Garden 1
On misty morns the forest drips and leaves are wet with dew,
the smoke-like mist hangs in the air to blur a pristine view.
It gladdens hearts of all who walk along this winding track,
you’re taken by its beauty as you pass an old bush shack.
Sun touches then a foggy grove and melts the mist away
and dries dew laden bushes with a warming solar ray.
Its gentle glow then brings to life the hidden places where
exquisite flowers open up, so beautiful and rare.
There’s dappled light in leafy glens where filtered sun peeps through,
to light up ferns and rushes where the spider orchids grew.
As tiny streams here trickle by and slowly make their way,
they whisper of this secret place they travel through each day.
So sweet is natures music with its golden notes of sound,
from throats of feathered songsters as it echoes all around.
And heralds yet another day along this forest trail,
this place of untouched beauty, that’s so delicate and frail.
Garden 2
For years it waited patiently a dusty arid land,
then came the rain that brings new life the way that nature planned.
And like a miracle the desert blooms with beauty rare,
breathtaking colours paint this rugged landscape everywhere.
With endless everlastings like a sea of waving jewels,
that dance in tune to errant winds out where the eagle rules.
And all the while there’s green again across the vast expanse,
where Dusty Devils had once weaved their crazy zigzag dance.
A crimson carpet of Sturt Peas is sure to please the eye,
while bringing beauty where for years the land was brown and dry.
And near forgotten grasses grow across the endless plain,
as Budgies in their thousands come to feast upon the grain.
For nature waved its magic wand to bring to life again,
this tortured land of boom and bust and very little rain.
Yet still this land is precious be it green or dry and brown,
a place of solitude and silence miles from any town.
©T.E. Piggott