All in its Season

[Johntee]

The countryside now faced brown

Bespeaks to all of ripened corn

Excepting ears that still hold green

In homage to Auld Ireland's meme

And so we sweat, unready for
A day when rainbows end

And furze takes it bow in fire

[The second]

Very nice jt

[RhymeLovingWriter]

I spoke with an aunt (local to me) yesterday about this. We, too, have begun the annual browning of the ground. My father, grandfather, and many relatives are/were farmers. It takes great faith in God and untiring perseverance to trust in hope of new life when all signs point the other direction.

[AlexandratheLate]

Nicely done JT.

[Tony Grannell]

The Emerald Isle a tad brown and the furze ablaze. Such heat - front page headlines. A poem near too hot to handle. Excellent!
All the best,
Tony.