Bonus.

Fay Slimm.

 

 

Bonus.

 

Now dawn is slowly brindling the heavens
with gold russet striations of honey-tone 
change appearing as September mellows
swaying meadows of tall harvest bonus.
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Now day bows to bewhiskering greenness
as autumn begins its downward chorus,
fields growing tawny with corn's ready ears
show time shoulders sything ever forward.
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Now roots wriggle in before double-deep
chill urges races for freeze-proof cover
and as underneath fingers curl for sleep
garden work waits until winter is done.
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Now we lay aside season's spent labour
after nurturing yield to welcome rest
and remember summer helps us savour 
      abundance if we now plan for the next.       

 

  • Author: Fay Slimm. (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 17th, 2020 03:09
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments5

  • dusk arising

    Reading your words today i shudder as your description of summers end now a thing of yesterday and within sight the winter i want to curl up and hibernate. Last years medical intervention has left me weakened and the winter ahead fills me with dread.

    Your's the tale of a land girls toil as she relates to the seasons timetable laid before her every day.

    • Fay Slimm.

      Oh so sorry the read affected you so much dear friend - winter calls us to rest more and enjoy warmth of quieter times and I most truly wish that for you when it appears - - - but September calls out for harvesting while knowing its yield needs to be gathered and bounty savoured - -- hoping this right now is your experience D.A. -- thanking you truly for your visit and comment.

    • Michael Edwards

      Yes much of my plantings are showing signs of winter retirement . Still waitng for a large bulb order (daffs etc) and once they are in that will be it until spring. fine write Fay.

      • Fay Slimm.

        Yes as with every season time is of the essence Mike but glad to hear that you like me love the feeling of Spring when bulbs arrive - - great to have your review of Bonus my friend.

      • Goldfinch60

        Such wonderful words once more Fay, the end of Summer into the wonder of Autumn.

        Andy

        • Fay Slimm.

          Yes autumn has always been a special time for my poetic mind Andy - thank you sincerely for dropping by and having a read of Bonus.

        • orchidee

          Good write Fay.

          • Fay Slimm.

            Thanking you Orchi for your visit and read.

          • Dove

            Beautiful! My gardening is way late, my tomato plants are sprouting, but alas no bees to pollinate! Perhaps it’s all the fires!

            Anyhow, lovely words !



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