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”

The house which tells a family’s story

Is it the tread upon the staircase, steep, uneven,Recognition instinctive to the one which makes a sound? Is it a feeling of those who’ve trod the steps before Echoing times of joy and merriementin song?I think I hear conversations seeping through the wallsLike whispers that cocoon this ancient spaceSoftness with comfort lingers Suggests I slumberContinue reading “The house which tells a family’s story”

Where The River Meets the Sea

Consider the birds for they neither reap nor sow …. consider the lilies of the field how they grow; they neither toil or spin. Why worry ? Matt chp 6 So when I paint, I consider the beauty of what I see in all of nature and today I thought there is nothing grander orContinue reading “Where The River Meets the Sea”

Easter Light in a Monochrome World

A world in monochrome;The moorland uplands stolen to the mist;There’s a chill in the air.British summertime;Official stance, but to achromatic striation The skies returnIn a blanket of greyAnd intermittent rain.My world needs light; Merge pascal flame And joyful song-Somehow.For this is how-Somehow The wrath of Godto God of loveTransformed and satisfied Casts the shroudDispels theContinue reading “Easter Light in a Monochrome World”

In the Garden- beneath our Feet

Hewn by worm castsAnd labouring forkSifted through the gardener’s hand The dampness lingers under ancient fernsYet to be unfurled;A primeval world ofSweet fungal sporesConnected to the dawn of timeOf process and precisionAnd small detail;Tiny seedlings pushing throughLifting crumbs and flakes of barkand stonesInconspicuousBut with power to change;Drawn from darkness To a world of light;A gentlenessWhereContinue reading “In the Garden- beneath our Feet”

Written by Moonlight

An aria in the sky awaits For the meteor shower,But bold is the moonlight Casting a pinkish hue,Silhouetting the bovine shapes In the fieldInto obscurity reminiscent of A biblical scene;The outline of the moors Defining a perfect backdrop;So still the night, The slightest movement heard;Chaotic the skies above,Yet we fail to seeOur frailty exposed ToContinue reading “Written by Moonlight”

Earth’s shores

Earth’s shoresThose boundaries defined As sand slips silently awayNeither land nor sea A liminal placeShape shifting Where nothing is solidDraws like the gravitationalPull of the tideTo cast thoughts In anonymityTo the wavesYet closer in fragility ensconcedTo the emphemeral nature Of the spiritHeard by the cry of the gullAnd all of heaven above. Inspired by aContinue reading “Earth’s shores”