Kingsbury Episcopi - Wassail

Lambs are playing
Hens are laying
Orchard is close to blossom
Trees are sprouting
Dead wood is mounting
Upon the muddy green grass.
-- Daisy Baggs --

Orchard in Time

These trees are so bare
They only blossom when they dare
There are so many branches
Running in every direction
There is a mesh all around
To stop cows rubbing the bark down.
They are so very straight
Like a motorway so tight
Sunlight beaming down
You can almost see them frown
From leaves to apples to branches
These trees have nothing but buds
Which will come around in May.
-- Chris Glyde --


Crunch, crunch
Twigs on the ground

Crunch crunch
That's the only sound.

Crunch crunch
No apples to eat

Crunch crunch
No apples to hit my feet.
-- Honor Elliott --

Group Poems
Sheep Lookout

Lambs are frolicking
Buds growing
Branches reaching out
To get them,
Must be trimmed
To prevent
The war of orchard trees

They'd shoot gnarled branches
Buds of steel
They would get the birds
To make us kneel.
-- Martha Parkinson --

March 2005

No apples to fall
No apples to eat
No apples to drop at my feet

Spring is coming
Spring is near
Everyone will cheer

Apples are the greatest of the year.
-- Holly Cox --

The beginning of spring

Tractors humming all the time
Wind blowing in the wind chimes
All the lambs are playing about
They chase the farmer who gives a shout
The cockerels are crowing most of the day
All the hens are ready to lay
Geese are hissing at every one
All of them are chasing just for fun
Spring is coming, its almost here
Do not worry there is nothing to fear.
-- Callum Corbett --

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