Picnic under the Willow

The willow dome quivers
at the touch of a breeze
and the sun-blessed air
hums a melody of bees.

A full jug of lemonade,
iced and freshly squeezed,
balances by sliced bread
and a bowl of strawberries.

We sip and chew together,
plates perched upon our knees;
listening to the river, we drift
into drowsiness and sleep.

Kim M. Russell, 17th May 2019

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Woman and child asleep in a boat under the willows by John Singer Sargent 

My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads: Let’s Have a Picnic Y’all!, also linked to Poets United Poetry Pantry

Toni tells us about hanami picnics In Japan and picnics in the park in the United States; she says it’s the season for picnics.

She would like us to write about a picnic – real, fantasised, romantic, family, by the lake or the ocean, in a park or the back yard – in any form of our choice, keeping it short, in fewer than 200 words.

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38 thoughts on “Picnic under the Willow

  1. That sounds like a perfect day. Bucks County resembles Waterworld right now, so any picnics I’d have would be on a raft. I’ll bet I can coax the kids into having one once the weather gets warmer.

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  2. I would love to picnic under the beautiful willow. I’d fill on my lunch and slip into a mystical dream. Actually, I went for a walk yesterday and stood under a willow for a while to look at some new baby ducklings. Everything is alive with new life.

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    1. You’ve reminded me to check for returning ducks and swans down at the moorings, although it’s so busy with people and boats, they might have moved to somewhere quieter. I love waterfowl.

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