(25th March 1943 / )

Gentle Winds

Green fields edged with hedgerows,
Wild flowers enticing the bees,
Yellow buttercups and daisies,
Undulate in the evening breeze.

Small shrubs and dark dense thickets,
Trees so tall, with branches stout,
Even they can move with alacrity,
When the air currents are about.

These gentle winds are refreshing,
And stir all nature's wondrous art,
They cool the heat of the evening,
And calm the beat of the heart.

© Ernestine Northover

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Comments (7)

Your pastoral poems are so wonderful to read. Andrew x
A very soothing piece of poetry Ernestine, love it, I can smell the sweet scents in the air. thankyou Ernestine--Melvina--
I can picture a hammock under those stout limbs and a good book... -chuck
A soothing piece. Susie xxx.
YOUR COMMAND OF IMAGERY IS PROFOUND, AND TAKES THE READER NOT JUST TO THE POEM, BUT WITHIN IT...NOT AN EASY FEAT....WELL DONE ERNESTINE...''''''''''''''''''''FRANK
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