Bells of Blue
Oh bells of blue, who rings for you?
It’s time to take your toll!
I listen carefully everyday,
Sat on my grassy knoll.
I see the willows bow and wave,
I hear leaves tittle tattle,
I catch the naughty nettles giggle,
The ants and bugs at battle.
The winds chase breezes through the grass,
I hear them whoosh & whistle,
Buds pop out like parasols,
As bees buzz round the thistle.
But, who will ring your pretty heads?
There’s been no dong or ding,
I’ve only seen you gently sway,
I want to hear you sing!
17th April 2019
I love to see a Bluebell Wood, but they’re only just budding up in the local woods… I can wait. However, there are plenty open in the lanes, but they’re very quiet! ?
G.Edward Smith says:
Beautiful. The pictures are amazing. Very vibrant.
Debbie Jones says:
You are very kind, Edward, thank you..they’re such beautiful colours, ringing away silently ☺️
Sue W says:
A lovely poem Debbie and your pictures are gorgeous!
Debbie Jones says:
Thank you so much, Sue, that’s very kind of you to say so. It’s lovely to see the different colours of the wild flowers starting to bloom now, I especially like the blue ones ?
mabelfrancis says:
I hear their silent sound so well captured through your lines Debbie?? beautiful flowers as well?
Debbie Jones says:
Thank you so much for your lovely comments, Mabel. ☺️ It’s so nice to see the different colours start to brighten the outdoors while we’re out & about ?
mabelfrancis says:
You are most welcome dear Debbie ? yea, I don’t want spring and summer seasons to end?