Midsummer river
moves at leisure through woodland,
its waters dappled.
Author: Sarah Potter Writes
Sarah is a British eccentric who writes offbeat fiction, haiku and tanka poetry. When stuck for words, she sketches or paints instead. She's into nature conservation, sustainability, gardening, dogs, natural health, and reading. Her sociability is something that happens in short bursts with long breathing spaces in between. View all posts by Sarah Potter Writes
dappled dreamy Sarah!! Love it!
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I discovered that peaceful dappled river on a walk through the woods with my daughter, when we were on our way to Quarr Abbey, heading for that wonderful cream tea with mega-scones. It was a perfect outing.
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🙂
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Brief but so powerful. Great poetic images.
Best wishes, Aquileana 😀
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Thank you so much, Aquileana, and good wishes to you, too 🙂
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sounds like a slow and sleepy summer day~
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It was perfect as, for once, I wasn’t under any pressure to hurry 🙂
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