HSMSHS on Facebook: Wisdom For The Weekend

This isn't a poem that I know, but it was used for this weekend's Wisdom For The Weekend prompt on the HSMSHS page on Facebook. The text highlighted in bold is what we were supposed to focus on. Cue a walk around SIL's garden this morning and the use of water spray bottle! I found this rather large web spun between an upended wheelbarrow and a water butt. Mr. Spider did come out of hiding when the first water droplets hit the web but soon disappeared again when he realised I wasn't providing dinner!

A Soft Day by W.M.Letts

A soft day, thank God!

A wind from the south

With a honeyed mouth;

Ascent of drenching leaves,

Briar and beech and lime,

White elder-flower and thyme

And the soaking grass smells sweet,

Crushed by my two bare feet,while the rain drips,

Drips,drips,drips from the leaves.

A soft day,thank God!

The hills wear a shroud

Of silver cloud;

The web the spider weaves

Is a glittering net;

The woodland path is wet

And the soaking earth smells sweet

Under my two bare feet,

And the rain drips,

Drips,drips,drips from the leaves.