Dog rose scented air.
wedding bells afar.
Harebells & summer fairs
Wild flower champion
The scarlet poppy!
Treading on wispy grasses;
Soft silk bed of fresh miniature flora.
Soaring high –
Singing lingers like lover’s whispers
Before vanishing through dreamy vapours.
Cow parsley’s filigree fountains
Shower the wake of Ox Eye daisies.
Hazy white petals slightly dazed,
Enjoy sherbet scented kissing wind.
The misty morn peels,
Revealing sentinels of wintery fields.
Tallow rays, like a sweet mead glaze
Healing: a warming haze.
Treading through the meadow, footsteps as light as a fae,
Amazingly, brightening the day,
A pretty, pixie flower called sweet violet
Appears alone, shielded by the sleeping hedgerow
And wrapped with ivy and bay.
Like Amethyst torches,
Glimmering high in
The chalk passes,
Where shimmering faeries
Dance to the sound
Of lyrical Skylarks.
I love these beautiful wild orchids (Anacamptis pyramidalis). On our walks it is often difficult not to walk on them! These little magical torches of the fairy world are scattered over the chalky downs of the Chiltern hills.