Poem - Pollard Willows
Titia is interested in photography, poetry, family, art, dogs, cats, insects, wildlife, history, war, camping, writing, and the environment.
Pollard Willows in storm
©Titia Geertman
Spilling Ink in Nature's Garden
Spilling Ink in nature's garden,
turning orange to dark grey.
Storm will blow my hair in chaos,
soppy feet in muddy clay.
Pollard willows are bending heads,
wind is cleaning up the path,
I'll retreat to such a force,
I think I'll have a nice, hot bath.
Pollard Willows
©Titia Geertman
When Times Get Rough
Sometimes -
you need a shoulder
to lean on,
when times get rough.
© 2017 Titia Geertman
