John Fleming Poet Rhyme

Hares Hill

Posting early on a dozing suburban 
hill
Mays warming morning rises and 
Gently wakes.
The dewy hares move through the
Earthy till,
Small dry twigs the nesting pigeons
take.

Blue-high sky clear as an Ocean
Layers the heat upon red brick 
streets;
Roads built over stubbled tracts
Deeply rutted from the ploughs
devotion,
Where once great fields of swaying
wheat.

Covered by neat gardens of square 
disproportion
where blackbirds scold and tumble 
Between the breeze;
Rushing madly through the tangled,
Variegated fauna,
Dashing around lines of neatly 
Planted trees.

Quietly strolling the waking hour 
Comes brightly,
Tripping like the splashing, pebble
Washed stream:
Wistfully recalling the woodsman, 
Elk, and otter,
As it flows away,
Forever lost in dreams.

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Laura Breidenthal August 13, 2018 at 3:21 AM Your descriptive work is always so impressive, John. Your thoughts and reflections are expressed artfully, beautifully and valuably. I really like this simple verse you've composed. Always a pleasure stopping by. I'm meaning to read more work from you, as well as trying to get back to my own writing. Life has been quite hectic for me as of late. I hope you are well and I will be back to read more from you soon. Big fan of your work! Always, Laura

Patricia Cresswell October 2, 2017 at 10:42 PM A stroll on Hare's Hill what a great way to spend a Spring day. Once again you pulled me into the poem so I have the pleasure of all you survey. John Fleming October 4, 2017 at 7:39 AM The name "Hares hill" is a name local people christened what is properly known as Grappenhall Heys. This forms part of a ridge running from Hatton village to Appleton Thorn village; the ridge looks down into the Mersey valley where the town of Warrington lies. If you put "Grappenhall Heys walled garden" into the search engine you can find out a little bit about the local history; also try putting in "Bawming Day - Appleton Thorn"...fascinating little story! My very warmest regards, Patricia. :) john

Lynn Marie August 24, 2016 at 2:31 PM A beautiful piece of writing! I adore nature and you have penned a classic. The imagery is delightful and the diminishing land in favour of 'concrete' makes me yearn for the days of the sprawling farmlands of my youth. Wonderful emotions expressed, a joy to read :-) blessings, lynn John Fleming August 27, 2016 at 4:52 AM Lynn Marie, you are most welcome indeed! It will always be my great pleasure to see you making an appearance upon my humble page. I will repay a visit to your own corner of the "Soup" in the very near future. My very best regards...And my warmest wishes. :) john

Skat A June 12, 2015 at 1:16 AM John, Congratulations on having your poem featured this week. SKAT love John Fleming June 14, 2015 at 7:46 AM Hi, Skat. Thank you for your kind comment. All my very best to you! :) john.

Julia Ward March 6, 2015 at 4:38 AM I'll tell you my favourite lines, John. They are the first four of the third stanza. Having said that, the whole poem is good. Have a nice day. Julia, :) John Fleming March 7, 2015 at 1:09 AM Thank you, Julia. This is one of my favourite poems - i am pleased you enjoyed it!! :) john.

Scott Thirtyseven February 27, 2015 at 11:55 AM A visual feast you have presented here. Then neatly parcelled it as such a smooth, pleasing read. Well done. John Fleming February 28, 2015 at 1:23 AM Nice to make your acquaintance, Scott! Thanks for your kind comments, they are much appreciated...Cheers!! :) john.

Peter Lewis Holmes February 20, 2015 at 5:06 PM Lovely imagery here John...a pleasure...Peter John Fleming February 21, 2015 at 1:00 AM Thank you, Peter. Always a pleasure to see you making a visit! Your friend always. :) john.

William Gray February 10, 2015 at 8:27 AM John, I just love your descriptive style, so full of wonderful images. The reader feels as if they are there, in the beauty of it all. Truly magical !. Power to your pen John. John Fleming February 10, 2015 at 11:34 AM Thank you, William! Yes - you are quite right! I do try to convey the "Magical" side of it. If in some small way i have managed to do so then i have succeeded in achieving my aim! Cheers, William! :) john.

Connie Marcum Wong February 8, 2015 at 8:17 PM This is so peaceful and lovely with outstanding imagery John! John Fleming February 21, 2015 at 12:52 AM I used to have a job (well two actually!) which meant getting up at half four every working day. At six in the morning i was out making deliveries. You took the rough with the smooth. Hail, Rain, Sleet and snow! But i started to recall and see all the beauty about me i saw as a child...so now i have started to write. The most beautiful thing i saw was a Mare giving birth to a foal in the middle of a snow storm. she was in an open field with nothing more but a small heap of straw. But he made it...and survived! All rather beautiful really. :) j. Connie Marcum Wong February 9, 2015 at 8:40 AM This is really impressive to be your first poem John. I don't remember mine. Well, it is kind of like the birth of a first child for you. It is amazing! John Fleming February 9, 2015 at 5:46 AM Thank you, Connie. For some reason it is one of my least favoured poems - yet it happens to be one of my favourites! :-) john. P.s I wrote this years ago; it was my first poem!

Shadow Hamilton January 26, 2015 at 5:35 PM so dreamily beautiful John hugs 7 John Fleming January 27, 2015 at 2:56 AM Thank you, Shadow! I have to confess that this is one of my favourite poems. :) john.

Cynthia Jones January 6, 2015 at 5:59 PM John, you know what this reminds me of? Pictures I've seen of England, Ireland and or Scotland. I'd love to go there. Great write!!! Well done. Keep up with the great work. Keep on penning. Thank you so very much for sharing your wonderful and creative talents with us. We all truly appreciate it. *S* Cynthia Cynthia Jones January 6, 2015 at 7:31 PM :O) Guess I hit the nail right on the head with this one. ;O) Cheers John. *S* Cynthia John Fleming January 6, 2015 at 7:06 PM It is indeed pictures of my countryside. To be precise: The county of Cheshire in England. Cheers, Cynthia. :-) john.

Debra Squyres January 3, 2015 at 4:10 PM What a beautiful morning full of life you have depicted here. Stunning in it's picturesque view. John Fleming January 4, 2015 at 1:26 AM Thank you, Debra. Several years ago i used to get up at half past four in the mornings to make deliveries. This hill actually exists...it is where all the rich bankers, financiers, and football players live. It is a beautiful place. There is a wood there with an original "Victorian walled garden"; it was part of the old house that was demolished years ago. :) john.

John Fleming December 6, 2014 at 10:57 PM Thank you for your kind words and encouragement, Kelly; much appreciated! :) john.

Kelly Deschler December 6, 2014 at 10:32 PM The imagery in these lines is just beautiful, John. I felt so relaxed while reading this lovely poem. It was as if I were standing right there with you! Keep up the great work! :)

John Fleming December 5, 2014 at 1:55 AM I have "tinkered" again. This is an old poem of mine. I am finally satisfied with it...its finished! lol :)

Nette Onclaud December 4, 2014 at 12:14 PM always a pleasure to sink into another one of your lyrical, expressionist works, as i found this scenery stunningly composed, john.,, huggs John Fleming December 4, 2014 at 12:40 PM Thank you, Nette. Always a pleasure to hear from you. :) john.

John Fleming December 4, 2014 at 12:51 AM Thank you, Maurice. I am very pleased to make your acquaintance. :) john.

Maurice Yvonne December 3, 2014 at 1:12 PM This is excellent, John, a joy to read. John Fleming December 3, 2014 at 1:19 PM Thank you, Maurice. Best regards! :) john.

Sara Kendrick December 3, 2014 at 12:08 PM An awesome work..I enjoyed reading from your talented quill..Thanks for the visit to my page..I truly enjoyed James Patrick Kinney's work "The Cold Within" and in light of the events in the USA lately I thought that it would be a good one to share..Have a great day..Sara>>Welcome to soup ..May your stay be long with many more great posts like this one.. John Fleming December 3, 2014 at 12:35 PM Thank you, Sara, for your very kind comments and the very warmest of welcomes; it is all very much appreciated! :) john.