Autumnal leaves tumbling wishes in threes;
Zinnias zooming high, catching sunbeams;
Glowing mountain ash berries: a magical tea;
Rest in the healing garden of dreams.
Watch the soothing sun stretch warm
Limbs from downy clouds like galloping
Unicorns across misty lawns.
Singing Skylarks wistfully twist
High into the watery distance,
As eaves of Barley corn kiss.
Where I live in the little village of Cople, Bedfordshire, I can go out of my garden gate with my two Border Collies and walk for miles along footpaths and bridleways which take me through fields of Barley, peas and beans and many more crops. The Barley is soon to be harvested but looks stunning at the moment, particularly in the early morning and evening light. I love to hear the corn popping in the heat. What do you love about summer? 🙂
Masquerading veiled fairies
Dance in a cascading
As radiant stamens
Parade their flames.
The dogs and I love to walk in our local nature reserve; I call it the Fairy Woodland because it really is a special place to sit and enjoy magical moments such as the delicate scent of mingled blossom from a dew drop, a tiny Blue butterfly sunning its wings on a buttercup, a cuckoo and at dusk the eerie cry of a barn owl.
Happy first day of June everyone. 🙂
Smiles through bonnet,
Seated playing her Lyre,
Sweetly lilting a sonnet.
Swaying in glittering rays,
Sing songs of praise.
The hazy day’s
Fairy bride’s millinery,
They be wed.
Whispering welcoming echoes,
Purple smoke sweeps
Like spectres across
Glowing chintzy cobwebs
around window panes.
Wise woman’s cozy coven.
Over the last few nights, I have watched the moon grow full. I have been walking in it’s magical light and spooky shadows listening to nature’s snuffles and hoots. Tonight it is full,so I thought this little poem rather appropriate.
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