Harebells Poems - Poems about Harebells

...Again the machair blooms. Again these wild Atlantic shorelines, battered but unbowed as the marram grass, survive the wayward blasts of winter, the silver sands endowed with dancing colour, greet......

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...The Greenwood - Villanelle Under the ancient greenwood’s leafy shade, Beneath the hornbeam and the spreading oak Where moonglow shines into the sylvan glade From the Elven......

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...I entered the hotel dining room and sat at my table for an early breakfast, watching the rain pelting against the windows, overlooking the River Clyde. Conversation was limited; more audible the clin......

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...Flaxen fields of rye and wheat Basking in the summer heat. The curlews haunting, plaintive cry In hurried flight they cross the sky. Around the fields the hedgerows grow Full of thorny briar,......

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...Enough Angelina, drop the bouquet of harebells. The flowers wilt as your graying hands stiffen. See, how grave is our newborn son. We gift him a black crêpe layette. Say Darling Edward,......

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...Down the bottom of the garden where the mushrooms abound is where you will find our home pretty houses made of cobwebs They sparkle and glitter in the sun see our fairy ring where we dance the large......

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