The chittering Crickets were hidden deep, ‘neath fairytale canopy of Dead Nettle & Chickweed,
There the Bee hums over their tiny forest, a dancer of Meadow’s flower,
Grace between Comfrey & Dandelion, then lost at last they dangling cling,
To the Snake’s bowed sunlit head, for the rare nectar of Fritillary’s sweetly hidden face…
by D.N. Read2024©?
groundsel
forget-me not
my pretty spurge
mere fools parsley
sowing thistles
a
dead nettle
leaving such
bitter cress
a scentless mayweed
in a field of pansy
O scarlet pimpernel
a dan-de-iion
black
as nightshade
a common poppy
speedwell
my wild radish my fat hen
penny crest
in a sheperd's
purse
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