The Taiji Dolphins

Cove waters

long for eternal blue

where clear shallows

can ripple in peace

listening to a dolphins song

Away from the deafening pounding

Away from the crimson waters

Away from the

e             e

e               e

 r                 r

 i                    i

  e                     e

silence

 Dolphin scene cut from X-Factor 

© Nicollette Foremen

Nicollette lives in Essex and loves to write poetry whenever she can.

Last Tree Standing

Since the warm winds
I will no longer sit amongst bluebells,
or feel the gentle touch of
a hairstreaks wing
bathing on my arm in the sun
  ... I stand alone.

Since the winds                            
I will no longer see snowflakes drift,
hear laughter as children play,
running beneath me
in the winter chill

 In this autumn wind
tree spirits linger
watching old friends die
while the urgent call of  nuthatches echo
lost in the sound of chainsaws
I hear them call
         I see them fly...
                     As I turn to stone.

© Nicollette Foreman

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Runner up in the Ninth International Poetry Competition, published in Dawn Treader; Sentinel Poetry Movement , First Writer, and further anthologies Nicollette loves a challenge and enjoys writing in different styles.