Mirrored the surface with stories to tell; Play of light in marbled hues of blue;Snake-line the glassy ground;Cut clean lines over hidden currents That shift in secretUnder the bend in the estuary mouth-Devil’s PointSeparating the country from the Great seafaring city Of maritime fame,With sinister depths and strange Divisions of water churning, Spiralling under;No hintContinue reading “Mirrored the Surface”
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Radiance at end of Day
Radiance at end of day The earth she sighs In respite of a day of torrent Drawn by wind and swathes of rain The gauntlet laid down Mercurial glow Transcendent and jewelledDroplets fadeStream of light Under the sombre sky.
Driven from the Sky
Driven from the sky,the midsummer sunUnder the deep stratus line Belying the date of Midsummer Equinox- The longest day and a latent heatAs the jet- stream dips A cooling air and veil of rainDescendsAnd a sombre view prevailsTo tune of the steady drip and Splashes on the pondAnd sodden grassThe die is castFor the summerContinue reading “Driven from the Sky”
Thread of Silver
A single thread of silver paints the cheek Of summers lost And voices gone forever. Laced with tension, a light-split dropletEarth is quenched and so the soulConnects with source allThat links the past and to the future grows.Replenished, fed and nurtured- wateredStrong and to the light defined.Life in all abundance granted;A single thread of silverContinue reading “Thread of Silver”
Entanglement of Summer’s Night
Olfactory sense alert:Drawn by honeysuckle EntangledNight scented stocks Mingled on the air Still and dampWithout light to confuse the senses As dusk steals in Slowly; It’s late at 10pm to walk the lane- Quiet and hallowed, The hoot of an owl-A call without reciprocity Hangs on the breath OfAir;A resonanceThat drawsMe in to the hiddenContinue reading “Entanglement of Summer’s Night”
Fire Crested Sky
Fire crest Flame-thrower Streams ribbons Across the skyIn gold threaded tapestryA woven snakeskinA mackerel skyUnder silvered scalesThe winds of changeThe tide turnsThe gauntlet thrown down.
The Garden in June
It’s been a strange Spring . May was wet, cold and stormy which wrecked early growth – even the trees have had to sport new leaves. The broad beans were destroyed but the warmth in June has seen a huge catch up especially brought with heavy showers last week. Now the days are really hotContinue reading “The Garden in June”
Through Fog which Deepens
we can can see The weather of ‘Great Expectations’ fame Lingers;That mist envelopimg shrouds the landThe trees with branches silhouettedIn the gloom weighed downAnd sough a muffled soundThrough fog which deepensAnd dulls the fingered trees As I protected by the glass Can see a gloom Impenetrable and deepTo end the dayA dampened air to cloakContinue reading “Through Fog which Deepens”
Short and to the Point
Drizzle and the coldA walk short and to the point Return to bed.
Ebb of Sunlight
Ebb of sunlight Lost from dawn Rolling blanket Grey returns.
Ruth Partridge 