Wednesday 20 April 2011

Shimmering Spring - -

- - it made it, the island is frothy with blossom - today it's shimmering pink & white and misty green - only days ago it seems it was golden, trumpeting daffodils and delicate primroses - and on the headland it still is - as the natural world bedecks herself in beauty after a long winter. Long shadows and hazy sunlight, soft white blossom on the blackthorn hedges, newly unfurling leaves on the hawthorne, lambs gambol in the fields - and freshly ploughed furrows are a rich brown as the morning sun stretches long silvery fingers to stroke them with warmth.
Every garden I pass  - abundant, lacy, pink petals on the flowering cherries, cushions of purple aubretia and waving scarlet heads of tulips whilst beneath the trees in the Glen - a haze of blue - wild hyacinths - - bluebells - - whose perfume later will make me heady with the joys of spring. It's days like this which remind me why I wanted to live here, and why I am so grateful that I do.


The Bluebell - Anne Bronte

A fine and subtle spirit dwells
In every little flower,
Each one its own sweet feeling breathes
With more or less of power.
There is a silent eloquence
In every wild bluebell
That fills my softened heart with bliss
That words could never tell.


This is the only the first few lines lines from Anne's poem - and since really trying to focus on what the theme of my blog is I am very concious that I write awfully long posts! As I am not sure, dear reader , if you get bored half way through and move onto somewhere snappier I have only included the opening stanzas - if you would like to read the reast of the poem you can find it here

Hope your day is a beautiful as my flowery, bowery island.

Thanks for stopping by.
'til later

Bannaghtyn Jx

6 comments:

  1. I love the way you paint a picture with your words. I can see your island through the words you use though I have never been there for real. Thank you for sharing. Going to read the rest of the poem now. I do love descriptive poetry and I for one never skip over it.

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  2. I still think of my childhood holidays spent on your beautiful island. Love your descriptions.

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  3. Lovely pictures - bluebells are so hard to capture.

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  4. Beautiful pictures and you have a way with words...

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  5. loved reading blog and enjoyed the bluebells very much!! We have blue bonnets here in Texas~

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  6. what a beautiful poem, i love bluebells and the brontes too,
    Jo xxx

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