Cowslip bells

Mellow yellow

Cowslip ‘bells’

Jingling in scented meadows

And musty dells; amongst

Salty springy mosses.

A distant lark flutters;

The ethereal song mingling

With chimes from the sacred

Woodland.

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Poppy walk

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Sunny morning,

Swifts soaring;

Dog rose scented air.

Maiden’s garlands,

wedding bells afar.

Harebells & summer fairs

Dancing campions,

Wild flower champion

The scarlet poppy!

Hawthorn morning

Hawthorn petals

like a lace wedding veil,

torn in a March gale;

sailing on scented winds

like fairy wings-

bringing spring’s tingling feeling

of happy, lingering, sunny days.

 
This poem is dedicated to yesterday’s International Poetry Day and a celebration of spring.

I’m really enjoying our walks in the countryside around Cople. Each day I wonder how many more buds are out, what suprises are there under the hedgerows: daisies, celedine, anemonies and tiny violets. Skylarks serenade us along the paths at the edges of fields and red kites circle above. Our prize is watching the brown hares running along the furrows and sunning themselves. Such beauty is to be savoured every moment!

Reviving rain

Rain revives waning blossom,
A faded, aged May Queen’s trane.
Tuneful, cooling teeny tears
Fall from scented ‘ears’,
Dissolving fears;
Blessing those who choose
To be the poet’s muse
And walk along the enchanted lane.

Yesterday,we waited forever for the torrential rain to ease so that we could

 

Periwinkles Twinkling

A sprinkling of lavender jewels twinkle;
Periwinkles’ are fairies tools,
Wound on earth’s spindles,
Into wedding bedding
With rose quartz runes.
As newly weds sleep,
Their dreams steep
Together so they are bound
Peacefully forever.

Calming Cowslips

Calming cowslips,
A remedy of old:
Sip three spoonfuls of flowers
Steeped in a powerful mead.

Time for a bountiful spring we’re told.
Yellow fairy bells in sparkling ruby finery,
Tinkling on a breezy evening
As golden sunshine winks and leaves.

Jolly collies

Jolly Collies weave and bounce

Through the  mellow meadow.

Zelous yellow daisies

Raise their heads

Daringly.

Secret Scabious

Field Scabious,

Secretively peeping

From the fringes of

A shady lane,

Where weeping reeds

And sweeping leaves

Shelter them from

Melting in the

Sweltering summer sunshine.

Amethyst torches

Pyramidal Orchids

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.

Radiant Wild Roses

Radiant wild roses,

Romantically

Reminiscent of

Fairy summer balls

Where lemon scented garlands

Twist and twirl,

Adoringly adorning

Dewy curves.