ANDREW BLAKEMORE

Rookie - 245 Points (01/01/1966 / BIRMINGHAM)

When Blossom Drapes The Orchard Boughs - Poem by ANDREW BLAKEMORE

When blossom drapes the orchard boughs
Like freshly fallen snow,
When sleeping lands begin to rouse
And slowly start to grow,
When daffodils do grace the way
And shine like burning gold,
It is indeed a fine display
When springtime does unfold.

When bluebells light the woodland floor
No better place to be,
Than when that ocean sweeps before
In all its majesty,
And when the hawthorn's dressed in white
And borders every field,
It fills my heart with such delight
To see it thus revealed.

When daisies in the meadow rise
And open in the sun,
And swallows swarm the April skies
I know that spring's begun,
And when the birds shall sweetly sing
From every branch and tree,
Each joyful note that they will bring
Shall mean so much to me.

When blossom drapes the orchard boughs
Like freshly fallen snow,
When sleeping lands begin to rouse
And slowly start to grow,
When winter's cold is at an end
And browns then turn to green,
Those precious gifts the spring shall send
The greatest ever seen.


Comments about When Blossom Drapes The Orchard Boughs by ANDREW BLAKEMORE

  • (4/12/2008 3:43:00 PM)


    My favourite of yours so far, Wonderful! ! !

    Thankyou for sharing this wonderful poem with us your readers

    Take care

    Love duncan X
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  • (4/4/2008 3:00:00 AM)


    This beautiful pastoral poem is definitely in the key of D major. It has such a joyful presence and flows with such ease and precision. Bluebells epitomize the English landscape and you have painted them to perfection in this glorious piece.
    love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
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  • (4/3/2008 12:47:00 PM)


    Spring is sprung! The sun is shining, the birds are singing. Oh, isn't the countryside beautiful at this time of year?

    F
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  • Ernestine Northover (4/3/2008 12:17:00 PM)


    Bluebells are a lovely show when found in the woods and lanes. A wonderful haze of colour. Lovely write, nature in all its glory.
    Entrancing.
    Love and hugs Ernestine XXX
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 3, 2008

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 22, 2013


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