A dog barksBefore true light;A greyish blue of nothing; A peppering of rain on the glass;The soughing windAnd familiar rattling of the slatesSignals of the day ahead.A fragile beauty in the a single note of Birdsong…Muffled but true.But no answer given.Battleship greyOf micaceous haematite,The sky’s hue lightensThrough the mistThe birds stay silentThe wind is stilledTheContinue reading “When Morning Comes Slowly”
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Winter’s Vice
In silent stance the ice holds still,Branches stilled; Spiked shards fringe each boughin pearlescent white;Stiff snow cloaks mounds of earth,Each bearing tiny crested peaks and troughs defined by rivulets of soil;There’s a crunch beneath one’s feet:A footprint left,Of others too;Angular crossings over the land-Journeys made visibleFor all to see;A scent pervades in the the stillnessContinue reading “Winter’s Vice”
Wolf Moon
I think I can almost hear the wolf’s haunting cryAside the baleful cows’ lamentFrom the shaft of light On the old barn roof.The break of dawn aglowLights the moorland ridgeA soft yellow shimmers on the crestAnd yet I do not see;The sky a shimmering teal A tease of fantasy or tale.I lie and watch theContinue reading “Wolf Moon”
Renewal
Today,after a very foggy start to the day, my Painting For Mindfulness Group explored the theme of renewal looking at leaves through Neurographic art. The bubbles represent water on the leaves – decay to new life through replenishment of the earth . Autumn wraps itself around the house In a blanket of whiteHolding it tightContinue reading “Renewal”
Their Space, Our Space
Where we live Borrowed views Stretch the imagination;The thread of the lane over the hill, The upland ridge Or blanket of moorland fog;Always aware of our windswept ride And the light of the Western sky. Unique Is the position of our home;Though once those ancient stones Yielded No view,Sparing the inhabitants Of the prevailing windThatContinue reading “Their Space, Our Space”
Rainbow of Promise
Inky skies set the moorland ridge alightDistinct ,defined, closerPerfect delight; Backdrop The stage is set Exit rightA clear sight; A wall of rain toBacklit sunSpiralling leaves in performance danceAutumn fun But the rainbow heldaboveWhere heaven meets the earthholds its promiseOf perfect love.
Amazed by Nature
Like the popping of a balloon,A cloudburst, A torrentLash of rainWhips the window,Ricocheting Glass on glass; The droplets pound.How can a drop,Held in the palm of the hand, With its fragile meniscus, Burst with such force?We bathe in its softness;The molecules slide over us;We sip it smoothly,Without harshness of swallowing.Replenished,Revived,sustained,Grass is greened.Paradox:Life giving,Life taking. DrenchedContinue reading “Amazed by Nature”
Under Storm Clouds
A storm cloud swells as heaven sighs Where ribbon of grey threads the skiesClouds are heavy,dense,opaqueIn shades of blue and streaks of slate.The light beneath a fleeting trace Entangled in the storm’s embraceIntense the green of fields belowA shifting patchwork all aglow. Contrasts illuminate and define In every brushstroke, mark and lineVeil of rain,intense inContinue reading “Under Storm Clouds”
Unseen
If I can stand a while in thought, and tranceThe clouds away to brighter clearer skies; Along the lane I’ll run and glimpse a passing glance Afforded in return a valuable surprise.The hedges tall ensconced with bramble, Sink sunken lanes devoid of any view;But every now and then like rhythmic punctuation rambles, A gateway lightsContinue reading “Unseen”
Faraway Lane
Undulating with twist and turnSnake like It stretches out beforeSteeply banked on either sideAfforded by An occasional glimpsePunctuating the lineAs gatewaysOpen Across the valley slopesSoft green and pastoralTo the filigreed trees on the Opposite ridgeBefore leaningOnce again Into the depths of the sunken world FootwornDark and closed Deep and secluded where air is stilled HiddenWithContinue reading “Faraway Lane”
Ruth Partridge 