Heather Burns


Fields Of Heather - Poem by Heather Burns

If you ever go to Scotland
on a summer day,
you'll fall in love with Heather
Heather's blooming along the
bay.

Raising their tiny heads to
address the day
you won't believe their beauty
They will take your breath away.

This is a magical time, Heather's
growing wild and free
looking at a field of flowers
Captivated, by their beauty.

Delicate tiny bows, catching in
the wind
they color the landscape lovely
blossoms blend.

Heather's hues beg our attention
from Pinks to fire Reds
God smiled on the appearance
Of her beautiful flower beds.

Fragrance of Honeysuckle
the sweetness of the Rose
fill the air with promise
as Heather puts on her pose.

Petals softly speak of luck
and good cheer
she'll return again in the
coming year.

Heather, is my namesake
I am proud to say
long ago and far away
my father fell in love with

HEATHER'S
On another summer day.










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Poet's Notes about The Poem

dedicated to my father

Comments about Fields Of Heather by Heather Burns

  • Gold Star - 4,909 Points Patricia Grantham (7/17/2013 8:48:00 PM)

    Such a beautiful poem about these flowers. They are always
    a beautiful site adorning the countryside. The delicious aroma
    of these flowers adds a delight to the senses. Good write. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 391 Points Joseph Anderson (7/16/2013 12:40:00 PM)

    I have already fallen in love with Heather's poetry so I skip Scotland, my native land and get
    all things beautiful right here. A genuine keeper (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 3,824 Points Wahab Abdul (7/16/2013 4:38:00 AM)

    this is your wonderful poetry, after Daffodill, this is the most wonder poem in English literature written in history..10 (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 2,698 Points Anthony Di''anno (7/16/2013 3:53:00 AM)

    A truly gorgeous poem. Heather is a beautiful plant that adorns the North Yorkshire Moors where I live. I shall now be forever reminded of your poem whenever I see it. Thank you :) (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 558 Points Tribhawan Kaul (7/16/2013 2:17:00 AM)

    Marvelous penning and a great dedication. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 162 Points Jayne Davies (7/16/2013 12:55:00 AM)

    A beautiful poem! Well done! (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,276 Points Shahzia Batool (7/16/2013 12:19:00 AM)

    A gem of a poem, i read it months back, one of the few poems i remember that i liked the most, another being of strawberries...very interesting from the first to the last line...one that can bring you closer to Nature! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 28,124 Points Valsa George (7/16/2013)

    This an exquisitely beautiful poem! The Heathers of varying hues mixed with Honey suckle and Roses together are a marvel of creation to behold! Heather is a beautiful name given to you by your father! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, July 15, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, August 5, 2014


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