Bluebell Time Poem by Fay Slimm

A beautiful poem. Very descriptive.

A truly descriptive poem, England in springtime, I can picture in my minds eye, those woods carpeted in bluebells, such a beautiful time of the year, regards Bob

Very nice description of nature.

Wow, Took my breath away. I walk my dogs in a blue bell wood. Wonderful

This more my kind of poetry M lady I enjpyed the walk in bluebell woods

Dear Fay I have read many poems, and written some myself, inspired by lovely bluebells, but I have not met a better phrase than.... .....mid dapple - dim woods....to capture the setting of the bluebell splurge we all love. Thank you for this, your kind words, and message. And yes, you are right, you remind me of someone, and sometime, that was wonderful. Martin

Fay, enjoyed my walk through your blue dream.10/10 Ian

There is nothing as lovely as a wood full of bluebells, I have a few in my garden and always delight at their beauty, a very full descriptive write Fay, thanks Lynda xx

I love bluebells, but there's nowhere I can go to see them; but with this poem I don't need to- you've told me all I want to know! Thanks Athena

This poem brings back memories to me. I can remember as a child being in a blue bell wood standing in a carpet of blue, and the wonder of the scene. Thank you for reminding me of something that I had nearly forgotten. Tango.