Fay Slimm.

Now.

 

 

Now.

 

Now dawn is slowly brindling the heavens
with russet striations of honeyed tones
changes are painting September mellow
in swaying meadows of harvest bonus.
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Now sun bows to be-whiskering greenness
as autumn begins its downward chorus,
fields growing tawny with ready corn-ears
show October shouldering ever forward.
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Now cuddles down rootlets doubley-deep
as chill urges racing for extra cover,
while underneath movement curls in sleep
top-growth must wait until cold is done.
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Now 'tho I lay down my proffered labour
after nurturing yields in welcome rest,
with good abundance yet being savoured
a gardener starts now to plan for the next.

 

 

Comments6

  • Michael Edwards

    Paints a super picture - and I am now planning the garden for next year.

    • Fay Slimm.

      Yes 'tis the time of year for a bit of forward planning re.' the garden - - wishing you success with your ideas for next year Michael -

    • Mottakeenur Rehman

      Paints a supper picture!!👍

      • Fay Slimm.

        Thank you for your visit and comment on the poem called " Now."

      • Neville

        There is an optimum time for all things, often a small window... and although perfect harvests are invariably those well planned.. yet they are always at the mercy of dear old mother nature...

        this is such a well crafted poem my friend..... cheers, N

        • Fay Slimm.

          Too true my friend - -- everything has its season and nature still gives us some harsh surprises despite the best laid plans Nev...................... thanks a load for your encouraging comment.

        • orchidee

          Now - this is a good write Fay!

          • Fay Slimm.

            So pleased you enjoyed the read Orchi.

          • dusk arising

            Whilst firmly planning the future perfect i find myself gripped by mother natures savagery so it's very refreshing to read the purity in your words at this time.
            Thank you for this pleasure.

            • Fay Slimm.

              Yes dear friend mother nature can deal out some harsh surprises despite any plans we may make - gardens are places where one day we have lovely flower beds and neat rows of vegs.. and the next - - whoooosh - - chaos with winds and rain bending and breaking all our efforts - - still we gardeners just will not give up in our quest for outdoor success eh dusk ? - - -Pleased that you found pleasure in the read......... and thank you for your interesting comment.

            • Goldfinch60

              Wonderful write Fay, the pictures your words paint are so enthralling.

              • Fay Slimm.

                Well thank you so much my friend - am so pleased you liked the read.



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