The Bluebell

by Frank Maguire

As I climbed the hill and walked the dale
As I ambled through the glen
In the early hours of misty morn
This tale I once did pen
I saw a sight so wondrous
As the sun shone on the dell
I witnessed such a sight to see
The birth of a bluebell

Appearing from a craggy rock
With heather laced around
The bluebell looked unto the sky
And knelt up from the ground
She raised her frame majestically
Her stalk so firm and true
She swayed awhile among the breeze
As bluebells often do

Her face adorned the mountain side
Such a fragrance filled the air
Petals formed from perfect blue
Such beauty beyond compare
I marvelled at her presence
As she stood so gracefully
Attracting such an audience
And the biggest honey bee

As evening fell, the mist returned
And the sun was shining red
The bluebell thanked her audience
And slowly bowed her head
Retreating to her craggy rock
With heather laced around
She closed her eyes as darkness fell
And lay down on the ground

I stood awhile in total awe
My smile was so wide
For what I saw, I recollect
My joy was hard to hide
I bid her thanks and fond goodbye
As I ambled from the dell
Such a sight I saw beyond compare
The birth of a bluebell

© Frank Maguire 2008

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Apr 30, 2014
thank you
by: Anonymous

that poem just bought a little tear to my eye its absolutely beautiful thank you for sharing it

Apr 21, 2011
The Bluebell
by: Anonymous

Thank you for this delightful poem. I am off later today or tomorrow to look at the bluebells in Spring Wood in Whalley (Lancashire) - one of our oldest woods and a magnificent display of bluebells as far as the eye can see. It certainly lifts the spirit!
kind regards

Feb 24, 2009
Bonnie Bluebells
by: Hellon

Yes, I remember this verse very well. You have a way of transporting the reader to stand beside you and experience each and every moment as your story unfolds. A beautiful write and I'm glad I have this opportunity to read and comment on it again.

Jul 14, 2008
How delightful!
by: May

Well Frank, I really enjoyed this delightful poem. I like the way you 'tell a story' with your poetry. It takes me to the scene.

I love bluebells - they're one of my favourite flowers and grow profusely in Scotland (and certainly the Kingdom of Fife). Their colour is gorgeous and the shape of each little bell is exquisite - but you've almost made them 'come alive' in your poem.

Thanks for sharing it with us.

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