Conkers.
Brown brilliance
Tree gems hidden in green.
Frozen tears of a woody god
Falling.
Conkers.
Brown brilliance
Tree gems hidden in green.
Frozen tears of a woody god
Falling.
It’s the season
To make William the Conker jokes.
Laughing until we are hoarse.
That old chestnut.
When I was at school I read a poem that started it all. Quite simply, this 6th former had obviously been inspired by the wonder of nature, its bounty and its manifold abundance, in this poem:
Grass
Cow
Milk
Wow
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