Friday, 2 June 2017


Bluebells ( Or Memories For Heaven )
The bluebells
Stand silently
Their green nature
Delicate chains
Of crisp bells
Weeping soft scents
Of an English spring
Draped carelessly
Around old oaks
Waves of blue
Sweeping down
The coppiced hazels
To the valley
Of the wildwood
Egal Bohen
Art Jackie Morris

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