Dark clouds are the questionBut what of the answer?Into the unknownIn fear and sadnessIn isolation and incertitudeOverwhelmed by events Beyond our controlWe are fallingMoving in different directionsYet the world still spinsIn certaintyIn smooth rotationTo look ahead is to look above In One who order out of chaos broughtAnd place our trust.
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Winter walk
A pale wintery light floods the bare furrowsAs earth drops her mantle Laid bare to North Eastern windsDark fingered branches Frame the scene And steal the unexpected glow Locking secrets beneath their bowsProtection offeredIn elemental fusionAs dry pine needles crunch beneath our bootsWe skim the forest edgeDeliberately To keep the light And security of forestContinue reading “Winter walk”
If ever there was a Robin
A well- rounded Robin if ever I did see Strong and confidentInsulated with downAnd astride the bushes a beacon be Of hope in times as these.
Driving Home
A marauding sky creeps over the skylineDramatising the moorland ridge;Silver- fingered branches Steal the showAs their naked forms Stand sentinel on the banks; The moss – green of the hollyBoasts proudly against theImpending darkness;Sharply focusedThe eye is drawnTo the silver lane snaking the homeward mile As the moor vanishesBlotted outAnd heavy drops Land on theContinue reading “Driving Home”
Footsteps without Words
The eye is drawn To capture The broad skySoft haze of the shorelineThe filtered lightThe beauty Of defined grandeur.The ear is drawn To rhythmic motionSounds without callsPowerful and resolute The heart is drawn To footsteps without words.Be still my soul.
Look for me by Moonlight
The paper- white moonPaper thin Hangs in the powder blue skyA clean saucer with Milky white edgeDue EastAgainst a sky to the West Alight with evening glowGhostly grey shapes rise South WestCauliflower topped rising to steep anvilsFlame -laced as singed by blacksmith’s forgeLike galleons broadside for battle Clear silhouettes of Naked trees Behind which theContinue reading “Look for me by Moonlight”
Polperro
Spindrift line of silver greyTide on the turnRed stain of paint Across the harbour ground Hemp ropes are strainingAgainstHulls wedged in sandThe freshening windThrows fresh spots of rainDrawn lines of greyFrom the cloud’s edge Behind the harbour wallA narrowing beachThe water rushes inThe dark mouth of the cave Hides a smuggler’s taleSea wornSmooth stepsNo treadWhiteContinue reading “Polperro”
Electricity
Beneath my hand a distorted energy A flickering page Electrical disharmony Overload and charged Flickering screenPulsating linesDistorted rhythm A heart trace unevenUnsynchronisedThe whir of a hidden force field Blurred edged Blank screen Dissonance radiates like a crawling mist Enveloping substanceHidden forcesOverhead cables play tunes above Static tension below Pulsating noise Chaotic motion Babbling voicesBlank screensWithoutContinue reading “Electricity”
From West to East
We Live with Dreams
We live with dreamsWhen hopes are raisedAnd lines are changed Excitement loomsEverything is brightColours shineAnd energised and boldLife feels good.All it takes-A hidden agendaNot what it seems Tables are turnedWarnings givenA realisationDisappointmentTries to overwhelmTo bring us down Seeking to undermine Confidence dwindlesCheatedDeflated We feel lost. A new dayNew horizonA new goalThere’s always choiceTo turn itContinue reading “We Live with Dreams”
Ruth Partridge 