The Blacksmith
The Blacksmith The forge stands in the grounds of a museum; An open air museum in the Netherlands. To enter is …
Poetry created by Circle members.
The Blacksmith The forge stands in the grounds of a museum; An open air museum in the Netherlands. To enter is …
The Tale of Daniel Deronda Daniel Deronda, our pet anaconda, Went out for a walk one day. Though not really walking, For …
October The mellow month, when each thing acquiesces and concedes, And ripens to a sweetness that fulfils our deepest needs. The …
Uncommonly Blue Whilst walking down the Forest path, One morning in July, A little scrap of azure blue Flew casually by. It …
Air Happarently Ar Kaff as ad a baby. A boy she as brought forf. Bill’s chuffed to little mint balls, As …
Purple Patch I came upon a purple patch, when gardening one day, Of wild ajuga reptans. It was thriving in our …
Waiting for the Flowers A handmade pot is wonderful. What thoughts it can conceal. A record of the voices That surround …
Seasonal Sonnet Nobody heard as Summer, quiet, slipped by. Time ticked away without a noticing. No one could hear her long …
Journey We are going on a journey To a place we love so well, Where cool lakes nestle in the trees …