The paths are spread with carpets grey and gold
And walls are hung with quilts of green and red
The air is laced with clouds of frosty cold
And bridges hung with webs of silver thread
The sun is slow to raise its sleepy head
And parks are strewn with beads of diamond drops
The night is long with scattered stars ahead
And fields are bare with stubble-bearded crops
The trees are flushed with moods of swirling change
And skies are strung with faith on migrant wings
The land is brushed with nature’s palette range
And hearts are warm with hope that autumn brings
Wayne Visser © 2007
Book
Wishing Leaves: Favourite Nature Poems
This creative collection, now in its 3rd edition, brings together nature poems by Wayne Visser, celebrating the diversity, beauty and ever-changing moods of our planet. The anthology includes many old favourites like “I Think I Was a Tree Once” and “A Bug’s Life”, as well as brand new poems like “Monet’s Dream” and “The Environmentalist”. Then as we turned our faces to the moon / Our hands entwined, our hearts in sync, in tune / We felt the fingers of the silken breeze / And made our wishes on the falling leaves / A gust of wind set off a whispered sigh / Among the trees that leaned against the sky. Buy the paper book / Buy the e-book.
