Rain

When to the eye the lens is set 
It is  to anticipate
The grey- pink cloud
It’s signal known
That robin and blackbird silenced are 
The Kaleidoscope is turned again
Greens to bronzed outlines
Clouds to yellowed smoke
Then, preceded by a poignant pause
All nature held
It comes 
With force
In deliberate pulse
Beats in the rhythm of the day.

Untitled – before Sunrise

Purple Light filtered
Through curtains drawn;
A lens to the world
Clouded 
Not yet focused;
Grey shadows 
Draw bold shapes-
A landscape devoid
Of detail;
There’s a stillness 
In the wind
Fingers of breath
Held
In readiness
But it is not yet time;
Sound -taciturn-
Noticeable through absence.
Waiting for the creases 
In the sky to widen 
And the world to wake anew.



Shutting the Door on Summer

The leaves set to fall
As rain it’s drops do shower
Relentless from the sky 
Free flowing torrents
From the banks
Leaching from the fields
Streams of orange
Stain the road.

A hammering on the roof
The wind it does prevail
Whipping itself around the house. 

Lundy , Fastnet,Irish Sea
The shipping forecast read.
The storm it has arrived.
To
Saving lives at sea.

In readiness we were not-
Eeking out the last days
On borrowed time.
Shutting the door on summer.

Early Run – observations

Silhouettes
Across a pinkish glow 
Gulls their silent span 
Mist- a crease to top 
The new -ploughed fields
Sculpted,the moorland land 
Ribbons of white in  reconfigured contours 
Smoothing the valley floor,
Steaming silage 
Sweet the smell
Hunger after more 
Gold of arrow,
vapour trail
What view is theirs? 
What view I have! 
A glimpse of  home  
Midst rolling hills 
Nestled in the veil.

Grey Sky darkening -Evening Run

To run 
Is instinctive,
The fresh air 
Coursing through; 
Finding energy 
Where first there is none;
To tread the lanes 
As day is done;
Though tired, to feel renewed,
Spurred on by the towering clouds behind, 
The wind coursing in the pines 
Grey sky  darkening 
Squeezing out the light; 
The onset of a stormy night.
Yet invigorated, 
energised,
With wind in the face
I can pick up speed 
Increasing the pace.