Wild Rose : Writing

Thank you

Thank you

A Poem by Wild Rose


Don't know where this should fit
Mid March

Mid March

A Poem by Wild Rose


Mid-March Winter still hanging on With frosty mornings Scrape the ice off windscreens Warm coats, hat and gloves, against the chill wind ..
March

March

A Poem by Wild Rose


March The wild wind blows Makes our fingers and nose cold Leaves on the trees Flutter with ease To land in piles in calm corners Plants ..
The fishing trip (Colab)

The fishing trip (Colab)

A Poem by Wild Rose


Picture by Wild Rose Story by intothemilkyway
The Vikings

The Vikings

A Poem by Wild Rose


The Vikings They lived in the north Noordland A place of long dark winters With short dim lit days Long dark nights Deep snow and ic..
The Storm

The Storm

A Poem by Wild Rose


awavingIn futile fury at the windCopper Beach green buds showingLast copper leaves flyingAwayBy the pondNarcissus flowers bendingTrue to their nameTo
Strip the Willow

Strip the Willow

A Poem by Wild Rose


Scottish Highland Dance
Harrys first solo journey across the open moors

Harrys first solo journey across the open moors

A Story by Wild Rose


It was the first day of the summer holiday Harry was setting out on his first lone cycle ride over the Yorkshire Dales moorlandsHe was 12 years old; h..
The Storm

The Storm

A Poem by Wild Rose


Thanks to Christine for the inspiration
The Tavern by the Harbour

The Tavern by the Harbour

A Poem by Wild Rose


The tavern by the harbour where all could meet on equal terms no class or religionA place where the wine flows free no topic is barred except politics..

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