A couple of old poems for a summery weekend...

Where Lady Summer Dwells

(A Dorset walk)

Where the ragged robin grows
And cow parsley sows
A garland of wild garlic
In the hedgerow
Down the green lane
Runs a silver stream
And in the clear wide sky
Ride dragonflies

Here’s a place I know well
It’s where lady summer dwells

Life is for living
And hearts are for giving
It’s a sweet song she sings
While she walks
Down the green lane

Old Bumble

I remember
The days
When you could fly
From wood to lea
Hedgerow
All the way

No fencing
No block paving
No endless acreage
Ploughed edge to edge
But room to dawdle
Among the foxgloves
And sunny honeysuckle...

Ah, by my furry knees
Times long gone
Lunch was at the Dog Rose
With warm lavender till tea
Then home
While long shadows overtook
The neat lawns
Cut too short for clover now

Home to snooze
A honeyed dream
Of summer days
With hedgerow
All the way

Nothing So Grand

You are the coldest star

Shining bright from afar

I am a gentler kind

Washed with rains of time

You are a cold, clear night

Ferocious and focused light

I am the warmer flame

Constant I will remain

Until the dawn

I'll find your face in a crowd

I'll reach out for your hand

I'll send you on your way

I will even stay

Until the dawn

Of another day

Nothing so grand in my plans as you

Nothing for the rest of the day to do

Find my smile, take my hand

And we could stay this way

Until the dawn

You are the coldest star

Shining bright from afar

I am a gentler kind

Washed with rains of time

You are a cold, clear night

Ferocious and focused light

I am the warmer flame

Constant I will remain

Until the dawn

I'll find your face in a crowd

I'll reach out for your hand

I'll send you on your way

I will even stay if you need me too

Until the dawn of another day