Blush of Spring by Dawn Crabb (my grandmother)
Faint light of day creeps over the hill
Pale moon hides and all is still
Bending blackboys bristle there
Green spears flung to the scented air
Sea of daisies sweeping high
Rainbow riot from the sky
Frogs are silent, birds on the wing
Bushland is calling, the echoes ring
Clumsy fledglings urgently fed
Sunrise a warmth in yellow and red
Towering trees just stand and stare
Lilt of laughter loiters there
Dappled light is dancing through
Neon wear of sparkling dew
Webs dip crazily in stirring breeze
Strung like diamonds, twixt the trees
Scintillating gossamer, silken thread
Adorning the morning for night has fled
Most old english pieces of literature and manuscript origins, authorship and early history are quite unknown. I particularly liked and picked up an “old English poetry” book from Scarborough library that I am absolutely loving. Sometimes I feel like it is a bit more eloquent than I could ever be! But my interest in English Literature is widening, and I especially like poems that have a biblical sense to it.
This book is made up of different ‘books’, for example, there is the Vercelli book, and the Exeter book, which has meaning behind the words.
It is a broad view of Anthology of British Literature, and there is a complete range of lyrics that I decided to pick ones I like and share them with you.