Vast fields billow like an awning
with stripes of green and brown,
a landscape spring ploughed,
rudely rich and ready for sowing:
an elaborate rural tapestry
to make a weaver proud.
A few small stitches in the sky
mark a lark that’s passing by.
Kim M. Russell, 20th May 2019
This Monday I’m hosting the Quadrille at the dVerse Poets Pub and the word is ‘rich’.
writing in north norfolk 
That final couplet is piercingly lovely. The land does look like that at the moment.
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Thank you so much, Sarah. I love the British countryside – I can always find something in it to write about. 🙂
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I love how you can paint the landscape so richly… there is such hope in open soil, when greens start to sprout.
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I’ve been taking a good hard look at the landscape around here. I love the dark brown of ploughed soil, and the yellows and lime greens of spring leaves and flowers, Our magpie is back, too, so I will probably be writing about him again soon.
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nice share kim
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Thank you! 🙂
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Ah, love that lark!
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Me too! I heard a cuckoo twice last week, the first one in a few years! Spring seems more like spring this year.
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I haven’t heard a lark sing in years. They catch them here and eat them 😦 But I heard my first ever cuckoo this spring. Swings and roundabouts.
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I love this Kim, and that photo is stunning. Perfect accompaniment to your words.
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Thank you, Linda. That’s what the fields look like around here at the moment.
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Beautiful!
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The brown awning so full of promise. Lovely quadrille, Kim.
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Thank you, Jade.
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You are welcome, Kim.
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nice comparison of nature and material,…awning, tapestry, stitches
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Thank you, Larry!
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You had me at /tapestry/. This was a luscious and precious portrait; poems will blossom on English countrysides.
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I’m blessed to live in Norfolk, Glenn.
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I love this. It speaks my language. I’m so excited for all that the soil has to offer…wholesome and pure. You have honoured it well.
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I adore this time of year – it is exciting!
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What a lovely tapestry it is. The weaver must be eagerly waiting to share it off.
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Thank you, Grace. Our village is just a couple of miles from Worsted, the famous Norfolk village where weavers wove Worsted cloth. Now they weave next door to our village hall.
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Ooh gosh this is exquisitely drawn, Kim!! ❤️ I especially love; “a landscape spring ploughed/rudely rich and ready for sowing.” 😀
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Thank you, Sanaa, I’m so glad you spotted the use of ‘rudely’ with its ambiguity!
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I can’t think of a richer or more beautiful tapestry than this.
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Thank you, Viv!
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Such a beautiful quadrille, luv the ” stitches in the sky”
Happy Monday Kim
much love…
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Thank you, Gillena, and much love to you,
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Flowing
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Thank you!
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Lovely! I can see the rich soil and all the green things starting to sprout. And your magpie is back! this is a glorious poem.
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Thank you, Toni! I’m keeping an eye open for the magpie’s partner.
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Loved this Kim! Farm land, planted or plowed, definitely resembles weaving – especially at 20,000 feet.
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I don’t mind about the altitude, the view is always enriching!
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Love the images here and the proud weaver and stitch of lark… very cool.
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Thank you!
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A lovely image and the rhymes add to the magic.
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Thank you! 🙂
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I love the rich soil plowed and read for planting!
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Thank you, Dwight!
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I used to weave so really enjoyed this tapestry!
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Thank you, Crystal!
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Cheers to the weavers, especially to our good and hardworking farmers..
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I second that!
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A lovely pastoral poem–perfect for spring!
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Thank you, Merril!
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Nature does offer a rich tapestry. Thank you for this reminder.
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🙂
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“vast fields billow like an awning”……great image, evokes that rolling thing! Love the last couplet. JIM
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Thank you so much, Jim.
Btw, I’m having trouble with the link to your quadrille. I got to it in a roundabout way but couldn’t leave a comment.
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Hi Kim…. thanks for taking a look, I checked the link and it appears to be working, as far as I can tell but I am experiencing some glitchiness with WordPress lately 🙂
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Oh KIM! I wish you were sitting beside me now…you would have heard a very loud “oh wow!” when I was done reading your quadrille! An awning….this is absolutely perfect for the resultant scene of spring plowing. I remember so well from our years in rural Iowa many many years ago! And the added lark at the end…just perfect! 🙂
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Thank you so much, Lill, for your lovely words! I’m grinning from ear to ear.
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You’ve captured a beautiful moment.
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I like this tapestry as painted by both words and photo.
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Thank you, Imelda.
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KIm,
These are the lines that jumped out at me,
“an elaborate rural tapestry
to make a weaver proud.”
Wonderful, especially with the accompanying photo.
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Thank you, Ali.
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