Yellow Blooms Of Late May

Cherry

By skinner_jennifer

Sat, 20 Apr 2024
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My eyes are windows to the

world, focused on charms of

each sweet day;

 

in such a place that's so alive

with sweeping acres of green

and yellow display.

 

Smoky billows may send

light rain to fall upon

rapeseed blooms:

 

insects will scatter...well

those that can; inspired

by breathtaking charms.

 

In folds of air birds will sing

and honey bees will rejoice

the flowers of late spring.

 

 

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Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

It looks so pretty doesn't it? Unfortunately I always have to hold my breath when driving past as I have the most horrific allergy to rape. Thank you for this lovely poem Jenny

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi insert,

I'm so sorry to hear you have an allergy to rapeseed flowers. I do feel for you, as I suffer terrible with hay fever, it's so bad I can't open the windows or go out. I even have an allergy to indoor dust too.

I do know that honey bees and bumble bees are drawn to the rape flowers like a magnet, they absolutely must get high on the blooms. You are right though, they are pretty and add colour to the countryside.

Thank you so much for reading and your kind words.

By the way, I was so sorry to hear you had covid, that's horrible. I do hope you get well soon with recuperation and are soon recovered..

Take care.

Jenny. smiley

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

You paint an attractive and interesting picture with your words. Personally I'm not enamoured by the vast swathes of rape, which seem to change the traaditionaly scenery into something more continental, but i can see the brightness is enjoyable for many. I can't smell it very much, but my husband always comments on how strong the smell is. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Thank you for reading Rhiannon. I'm sure the flowers arn't many people's cup of tea, so I understand how you're not too crazy for the blooms. But as I said to insert, the honey bees and bumble bees love to pollinate the rape flowers, and I think must feel quite desperate when they are over. The oil produced is quite tasty too,

It's very kind of you to take the time to read and comment, so many thanks for your thoughts.

Jenny. smiley

 

Submitted by celticman on

always nice to see the bees and sunshine- and your poems, of course. 

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Ah! That's very kind of you to say Jack. We do have so much beauty in the countryside to inspire.

Hope you are well and many thanks for your thoughtful comment.

Jenny. smiley

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

It was a wonderful surprise to see this poem get cherries. Thank you so much Editors, I will treasure them.

Jenny. smiley

 

Submitted by Tom Brown on

Lyrical, almost ecstatic! You trancend yourself  losing yourself into the beauty of the scenery.

All the best! Tom

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Tom,

you know, closing my eyes and daydreaming I find it easy to loose myself in the beauty of the countryside, where it's peaceful and I can hear only birds and the wind blowing. 

Thank you for reading and I like that you found it lyrical. Funnily enough I wrote this one while listening to classical music, so you were spot on.

All the best to you too.

Jenny. smiley

 

Submitted by Turlough on

Fields of rapeseed in flower always look utterly beautiful. 

My in-laws' house in Lincolnshire was often surrounded by acres of it and we decided that it didn't smell very nice and the small black insects that it attracted were also attracted to my young kids' colourful clothing which caused untold chaotic screeching.

I also think it could be better named. In Bulgaria it's called rapitsa and in France it's colza.

However, from a distance, I agree it is magnificent to look at.

Turlough

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Your poor young children must have been frantic with all those black insects flying around them. I would have felt the same if it were me. 

I do like the Bularian name Rapitsa, it reminds me of the story of Rapunzel letting down her golden hair for the prince to climb and save her.

I've always loved the colour yellow, which is probably why I like the acres of flowers, and the bees seem to be avidly attracted, so it can't be all bad. Oh! Then there's the oil from the flower which is supposed to be tasty when mixed with garlic, but I've never had it, so have no idea what it tastes like.

Any way thank you for your interesting comment, much appreciated.

Jenny. smiley

 

Submitted by Turlough on

In late June and early July we're surrounded by massive fields of sunflowers in bloom. I'll send you some photographs when the time comes. Bulgarians call them slanchogled which means 'view of the sun'. There's a village in the south of the country that has the same name.

Turlough

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Turlough,

just discovered your comment. Sounds like you've been really busy with the camera. Sunflowers are beautiful and rise to the sun as if basking. 

I would love to see the photos.

Jenny. smiley

 

Submitted by Turlough on

The sunflower thing is a couple of months away yet Jenny. In fact we haven't even sown our seeds in our garden yet. But I'll do a few snaps of the fields on a nice day and wizz them off to you in an email.

Meanwhile it's raining.

Turlough

Submitted by marandina on

"..in folds of air birds will sing

and honey bees will rejoice

the flowers of late spring..."

 

Such evocative imagery, Jenny. You connect with nature so well with your poetry :)

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Paul,

I really appreciate the fact you think I connect with nature, that is such a great accolade to receive. Glad you liked those words, they're my favourite too.

Thank you for reading and commenting.

Jenny. smiley