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.
Wild briar rose,Sun soaked face,
Petals as sheer as fine lace;
Like a dancer on tip toes
Wearing silky pink bows,
Silently pirouetting.
Suddenly a brazen breeze
Brings a helter shelter of
Hawthorn mizzle.
She shelters under a petal glaze
Forlorly marooned in scented dew.
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
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.
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.
For miles
The meadows are frayed and
faded
Like antique millinery and worn
Linen upholstered chairs.
Tearing through mournful layers
Serendipitously,
Yellow, playful
Dayglo
Trefoils romp
In the pasture,
Lightening,
Brightening,
As an Oxeye daisy
Lazily looks on.
This post was prompted by Cee’s fun foto challenge ‘yellow’. I hope you enjoy it. You can see more entries by clicking on the link below.
Daisy faze,
Lost in a dusty,
Citrus, hazy
Maze.
Painterly dainty dots in
Crisp linen rays.
Twisting twizzles,
Popping mops like
Fizzling sherbet
Drops.
