A Norfolk July

In Norfolk, we’re surrounded
by water:
the sea, the Broads, and rain’s
no stranger.
Overnight downpours drench 
field and garden,
fill water butts, gutters, and rain-
drops sparkle
on the plants on my patio, 
where green dill 
fronds unfurl and the lavender 
is purple.


Kim M. Russell, 24th July 2023

It’s Quadrille Monday at the dVerse Poets Pub with our host, De, who says she is here ’to make a poetic splash’ with our ‘pithy little poem of precisely 44 words, not counting the title, and including one word we provide’.

De says that the word she has provided ‘makes up 71% of the earth’s surface. Life cannot survive without it. We drink it, wash with it, swim in it, and try to conserve it. Ah, yes. Good ol’ H2O’. Today, we are pouring some form of the word water into our poems. She has also given us some ideas for words that contain water, together with an excerpt from and an example of poems about water by Patrick Rosal and Sylvia Plath.

50 thoughts on “A Norfolk July”

  5. this brings back memories of my childhood in south Norfolk. the smell of the pine forest I played in when it rained.
    thanks for the trip down memory lane
    great poem.
    rog

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  16. Love how your water produces such greenery.
    We have fennel plants that are about two metres tall with lovely yellow flowers and ferny leaves. I always thought dill was the seeds of fennel, but I’m obviously mistaken!

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