Wednesday, 1 September 2010


Where the ripe pears droop heavily
The yellow wasp hums loud and long
His hot and drowsy autumn song:
A yellow flame he seems to be,
When darting suddenly from high
He lights where fallen peaches lie.

William Sharpe


Green thumb said...

Happy September Simone!
Thank you for sharing this beautiful poem!

Rosie said...

What a lovely poem for the 1st of September - thanks for sharing it:)

Suzanne said...

Lovely picture!I wish you have a very happy september!
The poem is beautiful!

magsmcc said...

Perfect! I feel as tired as the tone of this poem- without the last burst of energy that would be most welcome just about now! And that's after only two days back in the term-time routine! In need of some fallen peaches here, methinks! With cream cheese...

Kitten's Lost Her Mittens said...

Gorgeous photo!

Louise said...

I used to hate pears, now I love 'em. What a lovely juicy looking crop. I agree, it's a great photo. I like the ditty too. x

Tillybud said...

Love this poem - so autumnal and atmospheric.

Teresa said...

Fabulous photo!

Every time I visit your blog and see that Cherry and Sultana Cake my mouth waters ;-)