Drizzle and Dandelions

By Rhiannonw

Thu, 12 May 2016
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Driving in the drizzle,
dripping trees obscured by mizzle,
road awash, and frequent splash,
sodden grass and swirls of rain
– wipers swish on ‘fast’ again;

getting lighter, somewhat brighter,
dandelions shut up tight
against the rain and dew of night
open up once more, unfold
- verges shine with orbs of gold.

 

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Submitted by jeand on

Hi Rhiannon

How lovely to have a tribute to the humble dandelion. They certainly are colourful in the hedge rows and gardens, including mine. I really like this poem.

Jean

Jean Day

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Thanks, Jean. I showed this picture (blown up), and talked about and read the verse with my mother-in-law and the lady in the neighbouring chair, with whom conversation is limited, but they both got a lot of pleasure from it. I had forgotten dandelions shut up, and was suprised to see them closed in the gloomy, drizzly morning, and then, the pleasure in seeing them opening again! Rhiannon

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

What a pleasure to read this poem Rhiannon. I love the picture too.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Thank you, Jenny. So glad you enjoyed. yes, isn't it good to see the beauty of little flowers close-up. Rhiannon