Bluebell Wood

Beech trees are coming
into leaf, upper limbs foaming
with translucent green
leaves, softly crimped;
all the spaces in between
are dusted with bluebells
and wood anemones.
Lazuline seeps through
branches, pools and floods:
memories of childhood’s
chimeless campanology
and carpets of sky.

Kim M. Russell, 2018

Echoes of Bluebell Wood

My response to Poets United Midweek Motif ~ Colour (Color) also linked to dVerse Poets Pub Open Link Night

Susan has shared some wonderful quotations and poems which prompt us to question how colour around us shapes our moods and how our moods influence our environments, and inspire us to write brand new poems which reveal the colour of a place or an event.


60 thoughts on “Bluebell Wood

    1. At the moment,m near to where we live, there is a mile long stretch of country line lined by daffodils. They do a tractor ride along it on Sundays. This Sunday I plan to locate the bluebells!


    1. Thank you, Grace! I listen to children read at a very small village school not far from here and was delighted to walk round the bend to see daffodils all along the verge and under the hedge. Our willow tree has buds and there are other trees with veils of green and early blossom – love it!


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