Daisy II

Wild daisies in the field
caught a moment there
whimsical they capture
a thing I had to share
So I got down to their level
as that seemed the thing to do
to take this lovely picture
which I’m sharing here with you


Photo – Jempics

Twelve months four

No.9 of 12 in the Jemverse ’12 months’ series

Here’s to the humble daisy
as April comes at last
Perhaps now the sun will shine
with winter months now past
Goodness knows, we need it
coats and jumpers need a rest
for now it’s time for warmer things
and times we love the best
So, welcome first of April
and with the daisy may you bring
the sunshine we have waited for
to give us cause to sing


Photo – Jempics

This is 9 in a series of 12 poems written for and published on the 1st of every month for a year. See also Twelve Months Eight, Twelve Months Nine, Twelve Months Ten, Twelve Months Eleven , Twelve Months Twelve , Twelve Months One,  Twelve Months Two and Twelve Months Three.

First Daisy

When I first see a daisy
in the sunshine I will sing
For it heralds Winter’s passing
and arrival of the Spring




In between the buttercups
Daisies in a throng
Suggesting that the summer
has finally come along

Yet you might be forgiven
for harbouring a doubt
When you see the weather out there
and feel the chill when you are out

But there again it’s early June
and this is England, with respect
So you really shouldn’t be surprised
What more did you expect?


Summer I know

It’s been raining for a morning
But I already miss the sun
Felt that way quite early on
when the day had just begun
It’s still quite warm of course
and I am quite glad of that
But I miss my friend the sunshine
when I’m still summer clad

So on days of ground refreshment
when the water cools things down
I fixate on minds-eye pictures
to dispel that lurking frown
Soft meadowland with tall daisies
bathed in golden light
Overlooked and looked over by
Blue sky with oversight

This is the summer that I know
Familiarity born
bathing us in sunshine
to dusk from early morn
And yes I know we need the rain
but the sunshine lifts my soul
And it’s only when it’s shining there
That I’m truly me and whole


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