Golden Blast at the Roadside
By Rhiannonw
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Sudden spillage on the verges, orchard, lawns –
molten gold explosions, splashes, brilliant swarms:
dandelions’ moment,
reflecting sudden sunshine extra warm and bright;
and stars of stitchwort dazzling white;
spindly rape stand up long-leggèd, here and there -
escapes from farmer’s fields to anywhere,
but by the woods more in the shade, the smoky hue
of opening bluebells tinge the grassy view.
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Lovely Rhiannon, except you
Lovely Rhiannon, except you've made me feel slightly guilty as I've just been digging up a few dandelions !
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oh Rhiannon THIS IS GORGEOUS!
oh Rhiannon THIS IS GORGEOUS!!!
love "sudden spillage"
"dandelions' moment"
"escapes from farmer’s fields to anywhere"
you have caught the sense of wildness perfectly!
"but by the woods more in the shade, the smoky hue
of opening bluebells tinge the grassy view."
somehow the wonderful rhythm of this makes a feeling of cool peace
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I'm so glad you did :0) It's
I'm so glad you did :0) It's the best poem I've ever read about dandelions, I'm always wanting to write about them, but will never come up with anything as good as your one :0) It is warm up here, but the big thing is how dry it is already. It's lovely for people but worrying a bit about frogs etc as the streams are drying up in April. I read tadpoles can wriggle deep in the mud though, even overwinter
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Some wonderful descriptions
Some wonderful descriptions in this poem Rhiannon. I love the idea of the swarms of dandelions reflecting sunshine.
Jenny.
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Full to bursting, Rhiannon,
Full to bursting, Rhiannon, you capture that wealth of colour and floriferousness! Very nicely done !!!
Hilary
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