path by ploughd field2


Clad in
umber tones,
from winter’s sleep
with the promise
of a young sun’s
with tentative steps
the maiden
begins her dance
upon the eternal spiral,
the innocence of
in fresh bloom.



I’d not originally planned this to be for Cee’s Which Way Challenge – I knew I wanted to post a little seasonal poem this week, before the natural world moves on – but when I was looking for a picture to illustrate the ‘umber tones’ I remembered that I had the photograph of the path next to the newly ploughed field. Perfect! Two birds with one stone, as the saying goes.

I hope you all like it.

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