So close
To the coast
You can hear
The rumbling murmur
And soughing sigh
Of the sea
Beyond the flint wall
That enfolds
All it holds:
A riot of hues of green;
Flames of orange poppies,
Purple tulips and peonies
Splashed as on an artist’s palette
Across a pointillist sea-cloud
Of forget-me-nots
That I will not
Forget.
© Kim M. Russell, 2016
writing in north norfolk 
Wonderful words & beautiful pictures! Thank you 🙂
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I visited for the first time yesterday for lunch with a friend of mine who works as a gardener there. It’s a gem of a place.
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Oh yes…I love this! You’ve painted them perfectly and closed poignantly! 🙂
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Thank you, Hannah. I enjoyed a lovely afternoon there and was introduced to the female head gardner, who is also an artist. I was amazed at the speed at which she rakes and hoes!
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Oh, that’s a lovely back-story. Thank you, for sharing with me, Kim. 🙂
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