Bluebell Wood Poem by Helen Carty

In May, we went to Bluebell Wood
To walk the earth of azure blue
To see the bells of thimble heads
In their annual spring debut

They flowered beneath the canopy
Of beech just breaking bud
An ornamental curlicue
A periwinkle flood

Lilac lily of the forest flora
Hanging trumpets, violet hues
Purple blossomed coinnle corra*
Beryl bloom with light imbued

Bluebell, wood of hidden fairies
Gorm** rich below the boughs
Cloigini*** hush, along I amble
Their understorey to espouse.

*Bluebells
**Blue
***Bells