Lily Of The Valley Poem by Susy Evelyne
Lily Of The Valley
Three times within a single day
Straying out of your usual way
To pass lily of the valley
En masse in a garden's gulley -
Might seem to be a curious folly;
A sign perhaps of one obsessed.
But that small detour will be blessed
With the fragrance of May, second to none,
Rising from grey shower-splashed stones
Where sprays of ivory 'clochette' bells
Cast on the air their intoxicating spell.
Brilliantly written, I love the phrase 'grey shower-splashed stones'
A host of lilies like Wordsworth's Daffodils continue to entice us and no wonder if someone takes a stroll to the Garden's gully many times a day to feast on that sight....! Beautiful poem! !
A lovely poem. I like Lily of the Valley flowers too. I've also learned a new word: clochette - neat.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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10/6/2024 2:03:33 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A picture painted very well Susy.