Restless
restless feet wander, drifting
as leaves free from tether,
an anxious soul in search of
grounding, unable to settle … More Restless
restless feet wander, drifting
as leaves free from tether,
an anxious soul in search of
grounding, unable to settle … More Restless
On day 155 of 365 Days Wild I wandered out along the lanes. … More A Path to Positivity
exult in the caress of cleansing droplets
as footsteps progress along the pathways of life,
for rain showers come and rainbows follow
and the sun, it will always shine again … More Sunshine and Showers
there’s magick in the woodland,
fae spirits dancing beside the
stream, you can hear them … More Woodland Magick
hope breaks through the
smothering of anxieties in
radiating beams of positivity … More Chasing Sunbeams
Ominous clouds gathered on day 137 of 365 Days Wild. … More Ominous
wait yet a while, safe inside your armoured casing, protected from the world beyond with defensive spines turned against invaders; your time will come to cast off the wizened husks that seek to constrain, and growth will come for one who fortune favours when freedom’s lustre proves soon to fade away Not all of the … More Encased
scraps of impermanence lie scattered
where emotions pool in sluggish flow, … More At the Water’s Edge
dark clouds obscure, shadows cast over dreaming landscapes; hope shines through This post is for day 118 of 365 Days Wild.
On day 116 of 365 Days Wild I spent some time with the yew tree. … More Dark Queen
Day 115 of 365 Days Wild was a cloudy day for a nature walk. … More Byways and Bridleways
Happy Autumn Equinox – day 113 of 365 Days Wild. … More Balance
Being out and about at dawn always seems to inspire poetry. … More The Eye of Dawn
follow a trail of sunbeams as wandering
footsteps tread pathways along hedgerows
and fencelines, along boundaries and divides … More Catching Sunbeams
stillness embraces morning in a
sheen of burnished copper, beginnings
and endings bound in delicate threads,
opposites unifying into serenity … More September Dawn
pass through the gateway into an
upside down world, where phantasms
of reality hang in reflective suspension … More Upside Down
she rests in gentle repose, a spirit of eager curiosity, shining brightly, her wings held out in readiness for flight into a promised future crafted from the fabric of early morning dreams, aglow in anticipation This post is for day 83 of 365 Days Wild. There aren’t many days of fair weather currently showing on … More Spirit of the Air
Day 81 of 365 Days Wild was a good day for spotting dragonflies in the meadow. … More Dragonfly Dance
the harvest you reap will yet
be fruitful; the products of your
endeavours will be intoxicating … More On the Blackthorn Path
a glimmer, sheening fascination,
a glimpse caught of a mirrored
existence, of wisdom pooling
between shades of wild growth
and vibrant explosions of light … More Light on the Water
greens fade into honey
tones as hedgerows
take on autumnal hues … More Autumnal Vibes
they stand as sentry, guardian
of wild freedoms lost to
modernity’s influence, awaiting
a spirit poised in readiness
… More Sentinel at the Gate
unnoticed, she fades into
the background, disregarded,
until the day comes when lost
… More Mugwort: For Dreaming
a droplet of blood fallen
on delicate lace, beauty and grace
heightened by sacrificial offerings, freely
given, as harvest spirits bask in golden light … More Blood on Lace
embodiments of spirit, aglow
as dawn light encapsulated
in delicate spheres; a fragile
beauty so easily broken, so
easily lost: handle with care … More Droplets
dancing spirits embrace
youthful enthusiasm, with
ephemeral wings aglow in
crystalline manifestations
of dawn: dreams of future
possibilities awakening … More Spirits of the Dawn
here is a place where magic
dwells: where enchantments
twine senses as songbirds flit … More Where Magic Dwells
someday
the time will come,
when freedom is possessed by
all, when understanding overcomes fear,
… More Caged
enter a realm of dreaming spirits
where sunbeams burst in
scintillating displays of possibility … More Dreaming Spirits
a solitary figure, she stands: wild spirit encapsulated in a flair of individuality, greater for her innovation; lonely all the same – she awaits amity This single, lonely flower stem stands at the meadow’s heart. It is Greater Knapweed (Centaurea Scabiosa), the more flamboyant cousin of the Common Knapweed that dominates the NW end of … More Awaiting Amity
a sheen of gold,
magic on the water:
a portal into the unknown … More Magic on the Water
For day 42 of 365 Days Wild I left the house at 4.30AM in order to watch the dawn. … More Misty Dawn and Sunlit Cobwebs
bid farewell to times of innocent
provocation, to days when the
mystique of secret femininity
was reflected in nature’s jewelery, … More Sweet Peas in the Rain
gunpowder grey clouds shift, as night swiftly fades, lightening with tints of mauve and lavender and apricot, with a burst of fresh peaches sweetly tanging across newly awakened senses, both promise and warning combined: time is short; make it count For day 36 of 365 Days Wild I walked out in the early hours to … More Out for Dawn
a glimmer of light a moment of joy an awakening of hope Cloudy skies never keep me home, but a glimpse of the sun makes everything so much better. So… it seems I’m doing 365 Days Wild, after all. That makes this day 31’s Random Act of Wildness. I’m going to try and make this … More Cloudy Skies
*sound on* dawn-lit insects dance upon sunbeams as birds raise their voices in song; like a dream forgotten upon awakening, a forlorn spirit aches for ancient magicks, tantalisingly close: an eager heart cries, ‘reach out’
summer days
dodging raindrops,
awaiting sunbeams,
knowing each rainstorm
will pass … More Dodging Raindrops
positivity purchased in shining pennies scattered upon dawn-kissed green, innocent joy freely paid from a poor-man’s purse These flowers, like most of wildflowers, have a fascinatingly wide variety of names. Scientifically they’re called Leucanthemum vulgare, but they’re more commonly known as the ox-eye (or oxeye) daisy or the dog daisy. Other names include: field daisy, … More Pennies
throw wide the door and let the light of love spill through, illuminating each opportunity for joy
follow a trail of sunbeams
into the veiling mist of lies
and deception that seeks
to obscure each ancient
truth held sacred within
ancestral bones; watch
in awe as full illumination
is achieved, revealing an
existence alight with joy … More Illumination
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Amanda Tuke - nature writer, urban nature champion & author of 'Wild Pavements: Exploring Britain's Cities with an Urban Naturalist'
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