Mid-June knee high yellowed grass
Screaming for a cut, I sensed its thirst,
the struggle and failure to remain upright,
on a crisp hollow shell.
Mallow stands proud pink petals
boldly streaked with magenta, waiting
for a wise woman to brew a remedy
or make a cheese-weed cheese
Dandelion aggressive interlopers,
heads bowed to the soil, already shrivelled,
the seeds dispersed in the whispered breeze.
one o’clock, two o’clock, three o’clock
I paused, listened to the chirrup
of grass hopper, cricket,
whatever’s the difference.
threatened by my stillness, they fell silent.
Dogs raced down from the top of a hill.
George jumped, leapt like a deer through the grass,
up down, up down, he dipped and dived
Revelling in the stench of bitch fox
Flora, fast as a bullet chased swallows
backwards, sideways covering three times
his distance in her futile efforts
to bring home her own lunch.
11 thoughts on “Summer Fields”
No photos needed Gilly, your words paint a vivid picture
Well conjured, Gilly. I especially like the dandelion stanza.
Great write, Gilly….I liked the 4th stanza, especially
you’ve painted a lovely picture with your words –
Such a beautiful poem with such vivid images. I love to see you write as you are so gifted with your words. Thank you for sharing.
Lovely to see your poetry Gilly, I can imagine the scene you are painting with words.
I love this so much. Such a vivid series of pictures, especially of the two dogs. I always love your poems. I hope this one indicates you were feeling relaxed. Hope this weekend produces another one.
Beautiful poetry, Gilly. 🙂
Each stanza is so vividly evocative Gilly. Look forward to reading more.
Wonderful word pictures, Gilly. I’m right there with you. 🙂 🙂 It’s been almost dozy with the heat lately- a most unaccustomed experience up here. Not familiar with the weedy cheese, but I expect I’d like it. Save me some! Sunday hugs…
Loved it Gilly … 😀