All of a Sudden it's Summer again

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 High Tide

The fields are flooded with sunshine,

It swirls through parched corn,

Washes over dusty hedgerows,

Drenches weary trees,

Dripping into trembling shade.

A tide of heat drowns the land,

Every living thing submerged,

Slow and breathless in the golden ocean.

There is nothing to do but wait,

Wait for the tide turning,

And the slow ripples of night.


This is a summer poem really, but today was just like this. I took the photo a few weeks ago at the edge of a cornfield where the farmer hadn't sprayed, and it was filled with wild flowers and poppies. I didn't realise the hoverfly was there until I looked at the image later.