Four fallow fields full of snow
hold their place on the mountain side
patiently waiting for Spring to arrive.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
Four fallow fields full of snow
hold their place on the mountain side
patiently waiting for Spring to arrive.
Striking picture beautifully observed.
Dormant is crisp and beautiful. Time to wake up.
Hi. I like the repeat of the ‘four fallow fields full…’ The four fields in the valley do seem to be waiting… Jane