Bluebells of Scotland
Will you walk in the Bluebells with me?
For times are changing;
And only yesterday I was young
meet me in the woods,
where light is shredded by the pines
and ground becomes our sacred bed,
full circle for one born to love out doors.
I will caress you in sun-speckled splendour;
Skin on skin in moss and leaves,
Heart to heart and swapping breath for sighs
alive in the hour;
Storm clouds mask the horizon
but you’ll be there
and the world will be lost.
~ © Alison Stormwolf ~
© stormwolf 2023
Images of bluebells grown wild from my childhood. Hi storm. Some steamy- ish elements to this. You haven’t changed! But soft and sweet in tone and infused with longing. Lovely. bel
Helloooo Bel 😉
I am trying to work out who you are but you obviously know me and my naughty ways alright!
Thanks so much for reading and commenting and being my first comment on this exiting new site.
freya of old m’dear. Remember her? Read your comments about Brexit btw. Had talked to my sis (via phone) at length that day and she voted Leave too. The result has been a bit scary but the markets seem to be settling down now. What terrifies me most about the whole thing is Trump’s reaction which was to crow over a ‘parallel’ between Brexit and his so-called position in his campaign. Pray for America!
Ah Freya!!! You were the first person who sprang to mind but I was put off by the Scottish connection! It’s wonderful to see you back.
I was always hoping you would return. 😉
I’m not much of a critic when it comes to poetry. This is a lovely read with great imagery.
Glad you enjoyed it. 😉
Nice one storm — I had to think a little about this (it’s an age thing) but i think i know what you mean 😉
I wrote a similar piece on some other site, I may try and find it now…
oh? Do look i out I would like to read it.
I have always enjoyed the gentle spiritual element in your work, I wonder how this poem would feel if you began with the second verse and moved the first verse to become the last verse…just a thought…
Hi Leila! 😉
Nice to see you here. Your suggestion surprised me although I value your opinion, skilled as you are.
Yes, I think it could go either way although a slight change in the feeling? The first stanza is an invitation and it ends with a feeling of disquiet overtaken by being lost in the moment.
The altered version more highlights the passing of time and the need to maybe seize the day.
I think I may have to amend some of the words to invert it.
I really appreciate your thoughts though.