Gary Smith Poet Rhyme

A Sea of Colour

In the corner of the field
Nothing ever seemed to grow,
The soil there too hard to yield,
So no seed did the farmer sow.

The winds though brought a visitor,
Who found the corner to its taste.
It set roots to pierce the soil,
Too sheltered there, to go to waste.

And so it grew to be revealed,
Its seeds now spreading far and wide.
Spring brought forth a sea of colour
As bluebells, claimed the countryside.








Entry for
ANOTHER 2017 STUNNER - Poetry Contest 
Sponsored by Line Gauthier.
17/4/2018. Placed 2nd.
(First posted 9/24/2017)

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Heidi Sands April 22, 2018 at 11:09 AM I enjoyed this beautiful poem. I love the ending :) Gary Smith April 22, 2018 at 4:22 PM Thank you Heidi :)

Susan Ashley April 17, 2018 at 9:09 PM There's a place for everything and everything has its place, as conveyed in your wondrous poetic lines of beautiful imagery - your bluebell poem has its place in my heart, Gary. Such a lovely write! Best wishes for a win.. Gary Smith April 18, 2018 at 5:05 AM Thank you Susan :)