LATE JULY

Michael Edwards

 

LATE JULY 

 

The shimmering heat hazed purple hills

frame mellow fields of ripening corn

and in the breeze the clapping leaves

applaud the honeysuckle lanes

of tessellated stone and soil

where sign posts rise from waving grass

and fleecy wandering shadows fall.

 

 

 

Michael Edwards © July 2017

 

  • Author: Michael Edwards (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 30th, 2017 00:00
  • Comment from author about the poem: Written yesterday after a walk down a local lane with my grandson - except poetic licence decreed that I turn it into a sunny day - in fact it was dull and overcast
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  • FredPeyer

    Michael you created a beautiful July scene here. Such a pleasure to read.
    Mahalo

  • Michael Edwards

    You were quick Fred - just added a few words which you might ave missed - thanks so much for your comment.

  • onepauly

    always did favor the countryside
    good poem

    • Michael Edwards

      Thanks - yup I love the countryside and have it on the doorstep - well just down our Lane.

    • orchidee

      A fine write and pic M. Me own version goes: 'And fleecy dark thunder-shadows fall, And then we all got soaked'! heehee.

      • Michael Edwards

        We got back before the rain but had very muddy shoes which didn't go down well.

      • Goldfinch60

        Beautiful write, obviously in your mind your grandson made it a sunny day.

        • Michael Edwards

          Thanks - yes its always sunny when he's around - he's a real character and quite grown up in many ways - a real delight.

        • Fay Slimm.

          Your brush and pen fill both pictures with July's great bounty. A lovely read Michael.

        • BRIAN & ANGELA

          Thanks MICHAEL for another fine blend of Voice & Vision. I both saw and felt the scene you described and how blessed to have a GRANDSON ! Your "free verse septet" has so much rhythm that it rhymes ~ Yours BRIAN

          • Michael Edwards

            Thanks Brian - there's no tune without rhythm - hopefully this one sings.

          • P.H.Rose

            This poem Michael
            Actually put me inside
            I walked the fields and
            Could actually smell
            All around....
            Well done sir....

            • Michael Edwards

              Thanks PH - love the smell of the great outdoors - trouble is there's been a bit of muck spreading round here over the last week or so.

              • P.H.Rose

                Ha ha..ditto

              • malubotelho

                No need to say how good it is. Just beautiful.

                • Michael Edwards

                  Thanks Malu - what you might call a comfort-poem,



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