By the Wye, below Capler Camp 14/5/14
By Rhiannonw
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Wooded slope above the Wye
burbling, bubbling bird-song high
in the canopy, soft earth tread
down to a waving buttercup spread
to lunch, the river gliding by,
and wedgwood overarching sky,
then bankside stroll, and in the distance
cuckoo calls with May insistence;
ash leaves from their buds are squirting –
while those of oak, expanded, waft,
pale green foliage, fragile, soft –
completed now their squeezed out spurting.
Sweet woodruff’s sprung up in profusion –
leaves like goose-grass, tiny white
star-like flowers, dainty bright,
and yellow archangel sunlight catches
reflecting back in cheerful splashes,
woodside edge gold-petalled patches.
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This is amazing, Rhiannon.
This is amazing, Rhiannon - cleverly thought out, and with such a wonderful flow, befitting the river. I really love your nature poems, and this is one of the best.
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Hi Rhiannon
Hi Rhiannon
This is a beauiful poem - one of the best of yours I've read. It really paints a picture.
Jean
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Rhiannon, before I read your
Rhiannon, before I read your words about your daughter, and that photo, I was going to say who needs a camera when wonderful words such as these are used to describe a place somewhere. You really do have that skill of taking your readers along with you on those walks of yours. A more than well deserved cherry.
Tina
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This is a tip top poem R.
This is a tip top poem R. Deserves all the praise and accolades that it's recieving. Pick of the day! get in there girl.
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What a lovely poem Rhiannon!
What a lovely poem Rhiannon! I could feel the warmth and almost smell the seasons' smells. An oasis for me in a busy week. Well deserving of 'Pick'.
Linda
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