Midsummer woodlands

Morwenna

When –

Fields shimmer with heat

And air is heavy, unmoving,

As sun radiates from the sky

 

Then –

Praise to the woodlands

          peat-dark

               in their shadowed spaces.

Praise to the bracken

          deep green

               uncurling as it rises.

Praise to the leaf canopy

          chartreuse

               back-lit by the sun.

Praise to the foxgloves

          in livery of royal purple

               for midsummer.

  • Author: Morwenna (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 1st, 2022 15:24
  • Category: Nature
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  • Morwenna

    Dear Heart, thank you!



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