The night was lit with fairy light
The sky aflame
With mauve and green
and soft blue brightness
The morning shines its mirror
On the glory
A cloud of Bluebells
fallen sky,
drifting deep
And inky sweet
Wild garlic's dense aromas
Fills me with a primal urge
To leap into the wooded dell
And bathe myself in scent and smell
All lit by dappled sun
And sprinkled with
the lemon light of primrose
#CoSopoetry