Harebell - geograph.org.uk - 201688

As summer fell
Away to autumn
I found
A solitary harebell
In the long grass
Where knapweed
And yellow rattle
Flower purple and gold.

That tiny splash
Of eggshell blue caught
The ripples of the wind
And danced,
And I danced too
With sheer delight.

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2 Comments on “Harebell”

  1. Thomas Davis Says:

    And in the dance
    delight stirs up a breeze
    and words flow like the music of a stream
    over cold stones
    and darting trout
    and the reader
    looking through the veil
    of distance and time
    rejoices that a poet
    has written a poem
    about a solitary harebell.

  2. Val Moulton Says:

    That is a beautiful response. Thank you very much Thomas. I love the way your words flow “like the music of a stream”.
    Your comments give me great encouragement.

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