Dappled sunlight filters through the trees
casting ever moving shadows
between the flickering
Feathery grasses sway in the breeze,
Whilst butterflies perform acrobatic dances
Before coming to rest
on an attractive flower or leaf .
And lest we forget –
Doing what bees do best.
Flitting from one flower to another
in search of pollen
And all the while
the birds crisscross the sky
clacking, cawing and mewing,
A garden is never still.
(scene from my garden – Monday 15th August)
Beautiful photos beautiful words. Excellent.
Thank you John.
Really beautiful Jude – didn’t realize you were a poet. Your images and verse are marvelous together.
Not really a poet Tina, just sometimes odd lines come to me 😊
Poetry in motion…beautifully done, Jude! And true it is – a garden is never still.
Your word and images have sent me out into the garden, they are so beautiful this time of year.
Always so much to see and hear in a garden. Sometimes I think we just don’t take enough time to be still and absorb what is around us, too busy looking at things that need doing!
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