Quiet winter nightfrost sparkles on black rooftopsdark settles deep within© Ann Bagnall
Wrought from the shadowsa sudden unease slips indarkness claims its place© Ann Bagnall
Sunshine streams through rainthe sky is a deep dark poolwind carries roses© Ann Bagnall
I hear soft whispersa tangle of butterfliesbewildered beauty© Ann Bagnall
And then came the first colours of autumnthe trembling breath of the seasonreshaping and shaking the trembling treesdarkness unfurling in shivering streamsmy heart was drifting down winding roads...
A butterfly ever floatingfrom one blossom to anotherthe fragile nature of timehidden by the honeyed tasteof the sublime© Ann Bagnall
Butterflies rest in fading petalsand in my aching soultheir beating wings echo upon the breezelike the sighing of numberless blades of grass© Ann Bagnall
…of autumn The leaves are turningletting fall a trail of tearslazily drifting on the breezeand the last petals fall like rainfollowing an errant windwhich rings like laughter playing in the sha...
Sun is sprinkled across the seaan endless web of connectionmemories flow through me like rainand stir something deep within© Ann Bagnall
Sounds of flutteringbranches tremble in the windleaves float slowly down© Ann Bagnall