So will I show you the Spring: With the warmth of the sunCalendar predictionFast growth of green shoots Spearing the soilArrow flight to the light.So will I show you:Protected with wool Cloched and tressed upPlantedTo beat onslaught-A gruelling antidote to A month of droughtMonsoon in proportion; Leaching ofMulched beds To the bottom of the hillAContinue reading “Gardening through Climate Change”
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On the Western Sky
Cloak of cloudMorphs into a storm dementorCauliflowered top and rising fast Thunderously blackened Drawn battle of the godsOminously stirredFringed edges sweep the skylineSwallowing the viewIn its furyInto a black and white world.
Hare 2
Bold in the lane Totally still A statuesque form Aligned to a bronzeCast by the evening sunExhibit 2Then… Alerted It’s ears twist and are raised Like a muntjac from behind So raised are the hind legsGear changed and foot down Shower gravel as they springBurning rubber on a sixpence Through the gateway and gone.
Stormy Seas
The sea churns With spun sugar-whipped foaming energy Fixing salt spray on the lips;The gull on the fingers of the windIs held in suspensionAs the waves roll and retreatLike the Tuppenny slot machine of the arcade,Relentlessly mechanical in motion: in and outDrawing the sand from the bed of the sea In a serge of reddishContinue reading “Stormy Seas”
Guinea Fowl
They arrived last evening, Nonchalantly walking along the verge, Bobbing red heads held highOwning the road,So passers by stopped and asked if they were ours-A pair with Quirky gait And funny call (not the passers by)Of ‘Chi Chi Chi,’And ‘Come back here;’ I’ve never cared to look at guinea fowl before- They made me smile,MoreContinue reading “Guinea Fowl”
Rain 2
Again the wind roars The rain lashes Across in straight lines The torment comes In the grey light of dawnA driven energy A pounding invasion Quietened are the birdsTaking refuge in the hedgeTheir songReplaced by the strengthened gustsGone is the gentleness of eveningThe rain driving in an angled veilIntensifies in rhythm of a snare drumContinue reading “Rain 2”
Gentle Rain
Steady and deliberate drops fall Patterning the surface of the soilIn stippled patternReleasing The intoxicating sweet smell of fungal spores Evocative of rare still nights The air hangs The sound mesmerisingIntensifyingThe garden in secrecy awaitsRefreshmentWithout tormentOf wind and storm. Tonight the soil will be replenishedThe plants nourishedNurtured with care.
When we are lost
Reason- there is no reasonWe cannot comprehend;Where there was certainty There lies a gaping hole-An emptiness too big to fill;Reason – there is no reason-We want to shout it out.We cry without sound.It’s too big,Our voice too small.Questions, but no answers Drift on the breath Of silence;But listen- On the wings of the dove PeaceContinue reading “When we are lost”
Storm
When the wind abatesEarth her claw relentsFrom pounding gusts That tear Wreck and havoc make Of plants torn from their rootsflattened Cast adrift Stricken vessels in the nightA spun whirlpool of debris flung Of shredded leaves and twigsAnd grasses arched like wavesFall limp in strands And spent;Listen to the noise Feel the shifting sandsThe poundingContinue reading “Storm”
Late Frost in May
The soft dust of icing In the valley Shrunken to the margins of the fieldsLaid down in stealth through the Darkened hoursA purple stillness whichLater to the sun will yieldAnd warmth will reign the day along For now the sky is powdery and cool The ground compact and hard.
Ruth Partridge 