Bluebell frillary
Shoots of Barley on the hillcrest field
Wet dripping barbed wire
Silver slivers of cold Spring light
Through a disorder of branches
A palette of greens
Smatterings of shade
Brown muddy boots
And from everywhere
Birdsong
Posts Tagged ‘Outdoors’
Morning – By Paul Holland (Again)
Posted in Animals, Art, Poetry, poetry, france, burkha, Scotland, Spain, tagged "Poetry",, Beauty, Birdsong, Ireland, Life, Morning, Nature, Northern Ireland, Outdoors, Poems, Rambling, Spain, Walking, World War 1 on August 5, 2014| 5 Comments »
