July
By Rhiannonw
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Relaxing warmth and summer glow,
we’ve watched the fields and hedgerows grow,
and now it all has reached a peak
– contentedly replete and sleek.
And yet in places all’s a tangle,
as weeds compete the paths to strangle
– deceptive nettles soft, and bramble
snakes out, scratching as we ramble.
Ripening corn in days of heat,
foxgloves rise, and meadowsweet
– creamy froth, and nuts pale green
bunched on hazel trees are seen.
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Hello Rhiannon,
Hello Rhiannon,
hope you're having a relaxing Saturday. This poem oozes lazy hazy days of Summer.
Love your natural flow of words and the ideal conditions for creatures to enjoy nature.
A very inspiring piece, which leaves me drowsy to just be at one with nature too.
Jenny.
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verdant growth among
verdant growth among patchwork days, these are words I like to praise.
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Beautiful poem, Rhiannon.
Beautiful poem, Rhiannon. Well done on the cherries. Richly deserved.
Tina
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I noticed the hazels too.
I noticed the hazels too. Lovely poem for July.
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Hi Rhiannon
Hi Rhiannon
You certainly set the mood for the warm days of July that we've delighted in. But now back to grey and rain for awhile. I have a foxglove coming up in a crack in the pavement in my front yard, which I am hoping will thrive and procreate. I feel the nice weeds that find a place to grow deserve to be encouraged.
Jean
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This is lovely - made me want
This is lovely - made me want to hop on a bus to the nearest bit of countryside.
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