Snowdrop rivulet

Waiting your welcome return

to brighten winters 

sombre coldness 


First flowers

Swathes of white brightness,

spill across mossy bank

in puddled cheerfulness


Welcome Snowdrops

Gathering the slender stems,  

Snowdrops call out



Suddenly Snowdrops drift across the bank adding lightness and brightness to the grey dullness. Challenging the winter coldness, shaking off the chilly raindrops. Above, in the hawthorn branches, a chorus of birdsong rings out across the garden. February can be the cruelest month, raw damp, continual rain, pooled despondency. But Spring whispers “I am coming, erupting from the ground, colour will return in vibrant bulbs and breaking buds. Wait, be still and wait”


Be still and Wait