David Wood Poems
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Bluebells carpet the woodland floor
Packed so tightly that insects tip-toe
Softly and quietly between them.
Their beauty unlocks a woodland door
With such colour of delicate blue,
And a fragrance that is heaven sent.
They droop their heads in the spring rain,
With their beauty making all things new.
Their magic weaves a pleasant spell
A sea of blue that meanders in the breeze
And floats delicately over the forest floor,
Their fragrance creates a delicate smell.
Nature now has all its beauty brought
To the fore before summer casts its ...
Unite with bank and water
Flare nostrils to river smells,
Witness flow streaming
Search far side eagerly.
Sit uniting hook and line.
Low level sun breaking through,
Damp grass holding rushes.