Harebells

By Rhiannonw

Fri, 10 Aug 2012
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6 comments
 

Splashes of harebells waft and sway
– sky-blue skirts in the grass at play!
Deep-red foxgloves stand erect –
sentinels the troop protect.

Vivid in the evening light,
dainty, delicate, delight,
dangling on their fragile stems:
summer holidays’ annual gems.

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Comments

Submitted by Yume1254 on
I feel such a sense of summer with this piece. Thanks, Rhiannonw. Y

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on
Thank you for telling me, Yume. We are just finishing a little holiday in Wales, and as usual have been delighted with the harebells, and my husband has taken many photographs - this is my 'photograph'! Rhiannon

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on
A beautiful picture painted in this poem Rhiannon, much enjoyed. Jenny.

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on
Glad you enjoyed it, Jenny. We always love to see the patches of harebells swaying in the banks and verges and hillside grass. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by jeand on

Hi Rhiannon

I really liked the visual effects of this poem. I'm sure my husband had dozens of photos of both harebells and foxgloves too.

Jean

Jean Day

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Thanks, Jean, glad you enjoyed. Harebells are so delicate, and sometimes in Wales you see such swarms in the bank, and sometimes 'guarded' by those strong, deep red foxgloves. Rhiannon