How The Bluebells Resonate

by Ben Pickard   Jul 30, 2018


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We danced about the open glade with childish glee
By casting all our fears adrift upon the night,
And though the dark would swell and threaten in the trees,
Our eyes still shone with love and Nature's pure delight.
And not a flower shrunk despite the absent sun -
The roses and the bluebells watched and stayed the course -
Our golden web of love would never be undone
And ever would it cloak the moss and mountain gorse.

Although the night would lapse by yielding to the dawn,
And every naked footprint left is gone from there,
Upon that glade and by the moon, a love was born,
That resonates and hums amidst the summer air.

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Ben Pickard

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  • 1 month ago

    by Ren

    I always think that you can't possibly write any more beautifully than you already do, Ben...but then you prove me wrong...again and again and again.

    (<3)^click!

  • 1 month ago

    by Dagmar Wilson

    Beautiful Ben. All the best to you

  • 1 month ago

    by - Mr. Darcy

    A love story, so sweetly told and expertly written.
    Well done, Ben.

  • 1 month ago

    by Maple Tree

    love this poem... hugs you

  • 1 month ago

    by Em (marmite)

    This has always been one of my favourites

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