Summer fields
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.
Lucid Gypsy 
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 … 😀