Saturday, August 31, 2019

In the Western Hills ...a poem

For my friend who has painted many wonderful images...a word picture
for Daria…

In the Western Hills

The road rises
through gullies
edged with wild seed flowers
Queen Anne’s Lace
bobs high on slender stems 

Atop the rise, on both sides
Black cows graze in golden grass.
Yellow headed daisies 
poke through the white lace umbels
Sunshine in a sea of clouds. 

August 2019

painting by Daria Shachmat


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Martha said...

So beautiful!

Haddock said...

That is a lovely painting.

GretchenJoanna said...

Your evocative poem painting and the painting of the cow are nicely paired!

The scene you have painted is a beloved one, all the more so because I have also experienced it in real life. Thank you, Dear J.