hot, sunny Sunday afternoon
the indolent countryside
stretches out in the heat
gives up her golden harvest
as 24/7 farmers swelter,
bale hay and stack it high
on trailers behind tractors,
at their busiest time of year
no time to be lethargic -
that is left to me, a mere observer.
I sit by a village pond
in the shade of a willow
listening to the distant hum
of harvesters and tractors
chorus with birdsong in the still air.
Good to see this posted here and on facebook, Ida.
ReplyDeleteCalm in a sea of turmoil? I also hope you had a lovely birthday.
Calm in a sea of turmoil sums it up well! My car needed a run so I escaped on my own for a short while - must do that more often! My birthday was of course a quiet one but with many enjoyable moments. It was lovely to have so much support on Facebook too. Thanks for commenting here - always appreciated.
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