Woodland during May-time, for Hollydar aka Pat

Poem by: PaulChafer

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Posted on here for Pat, for providing the inspiration. As a boy, I read Reginald Arkell’s poetry, who wrote about bluebells painting the woods of May. I currently have two Sherrin prints of woodland with bluebells on my stairs. I threaded the combined imagery through the first verse, to set the scene; then added my own experience of visiting local woodland that is heaving bluebells. If you have never had the pleasure of seeing bluebell-laden woodland during May, then perhaps now is the time. I assure you, as my poem suggests, the scene will remain with you, for the longest time.

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Submitted: May 14, 2010

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Woodland during May-time,

dappled by shafts of shifting sunlight

filtering through the overhead canopy,

nestling in scattered patches of greenery,

bluebells are busy painting the scene,

like a Sherrin-print, hazy beauty

unfolds within wistful enchantment.

 

Dancing dust motes eddy and swirl, 

between the darkness of tall trees,

stranded islands of colour swagger

and sway in an inviting breeze,

the heady, musky fragrance mingling

with fluttering butterflies on the wing

as my senses absorb nature’s charm. 

 

This gentle rolling sea of blue and green,

a floral tranquillity engaging my soul,

warming the heart,  mid-morning beads

of glistening dew holding on resiliently,

flowers bedecked with sparkling diamonds, 

watery jewels, soon to vanish forever,

will always live, in my May-time memories.


© Copyright 2016 PaulChafer. All rights reserved.

Woodland during May-time, for Hollydar aka Pat

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Posted on here for Pat, for providing the inspiration. As a boy, I read Reginald Arkell’s poetry, who wrote about bluebells painting the woods of May. I currently have two Sherrin prints of woodland with bluebells on my stairs. I threaded the combined imagery through the first verse, to set the scene; then added my own experience of visiting local woodland that is heaving bluebells. If you have never had the pleasure of seeing bluebell-laden woodland during May, then perhaps now is the time. I assure you, as my poem suggests, the scene will remain with you, for the longest time.

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