My
garden in early summer.
Sit
on the wooden seat
enjoy
life around.
Surrounded
by flowers
shrubs
boldly bloom
azaleas
purple, pink, white
rosemary's
delicate flower.
Honeysuckle
perfumes
pervade
my garden
hedgerow
now green
stitchwort
cascade.
Bumble
bees eden
sounds in the air
activity surrounds
sounds in the air
activity surrounds
glorious
world.
Air
growing chill
light
fades into dusk
swallows
are feeding
swooping
dancing.
Goldfinches
feeding
moths
begin to appear
quietening
garden
bat flits then another.
Tawny
owl hoots
so
nearly dark
crescent
moon shining
air
is so still.
Time
to retreat
from
my elysian garden.
31 comments:
What a lovely evocation of a summer evening. Here, the autumn leaves are Klimt-gold, that crescent moon, silver in an unusual night sky - bright star-studded above while lightening flickers from clouded horizon. But as I write, I can hear that the stormy rain has arrived!
Jeneane: There was too much really for one poem, it may reappear in another form soon. Thanks for your thoughts.
let me sit there with you just for a while and enjoy the beauty of the nature!
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Cuby, your poem is delightful. I can picture sitting in the garden surrounded by flowers and the sweet smell of honeysuckle. I hope you have a lovely week ahead.
I picture you out in the garden in the late afternoon when there is still enough sun for the bumblebees, and then as you sit, the sun falls and evening begins. I think the poem has a good sense of passage of time as well as lots of atmosphere. It captures many of the senses.
I like bumble bees eden!
Ola: please join me to sit in my garden.
eileeninmd: I am so pleased you have a picture of my beautiful little garden.
Jenny: I think from your comments that you were able to visualise and share the time in my garden. I feel pleased about this.
Sounds idyllic and I'm so glad you're warm again and blooming again!
Bats scare me, but they fit perfectly into this poem! Such peacefulness and beauty!
It sounds so perfect. Can I come and sit and rest a while with you?
Mitchell is moving: I am blooming and basking in this thing called sunshine.
Simone de Clerk: I am so pleased you could feel the beauty in these words.
CherryPie: Please enter mm garden quietly and come and share the peace.
Lisa at Two Bears farm: I am so happy to see bumble bees enjoying my flowers. These words said it all forr me very pleased you like them.
Glorious! Who would want to leave? What would we do without our gardens, maybe visit other ones.....
Jim: I have a little but rather delightful garden even more lovely when the sun shines. On the day I wrote about it was doing just that.
Gorgeous poem of yours! :) I think I rather would sit down by you on the wooden seat and watch all the beauty and the glory! :)
Lovely weekend to you! :)
I wish I was there with you. I miss the comfort and delicacy of cottage gardens. I can almost smell the perfume.
What a great feeling this poem gives me. I'd like to go and sit in my yard now, but there's a huge thunderstorm moving in!
Love this Claire, so idyllic, it puts you right there sitting in the garden.
gardens are particularly pleasant at this time of year!
Your garden sounds most beautiful! And your words make us hear the bees and birds and sweet smells of summer.Thank you, Claire.
Viola: Come and sit with me whenever you want to!!
Doris: The scents pervading the air were delicate,subtle and a delight.
Al: It was a great afternoon we have had cold and wet since which is not so good!
Roy: I am so glad that you could envisage it.
Crafty Green Poet: They are.
upwoods: Thank you Kathy it is a small but delightful space with all the elements that combine to create a place to relax.
Really? Must we leave? It sounds like we should linger a bit longer I think! :-)
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