Delicately Spun Poem by Ernestine Northover
Delicately Spun
One clematis ascending a trellis,
trying to find somewhere to cling.
Hoping to acquire a strong and firm hold,
ready for the entering spring.
Its thin searching tendrils, stretching up high,
grow vigorously with such speed.
How suddenly this regal sight appeared,
from one insignificant seed.
With large blooms all so beautiful to view,
petals so delicately spun.
A perfect plant graces the garden wall,
floral faces raised to the sun.
Although seeming so frail, it grips so tight,
adhering to whatever’s near.
With great determination it ascends,
a bold natural mountaineer.
© Ernestine Northover
What a glorious picture you've painted here Ernestine. I adore clematis, they're so pretty and you've captured it's delicate yet strong nature perfectly. HG: -) xx
Bold, Natural, one of lifes strong Mountaineers, could this be you that your poem so delicately describes Ernestine Eitherway I loved this one all the same, Wondeful Love duncan X
What a brilliant ending analogy E! I've always been entranced by clematis (erk - what is the plural? !) - this sums them up in one. (Are you gardening today in the snow? ! !) t x
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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I can picture the scene and what a beautiful one too. I loved this poem. Well written. Love Andrew x