Precipitation The garden is being watered By rain Droplets Condensed From atmospheric vapour Gathering in a sombre sky Falling heavily Under gravity Depositing Fresh water Soaking the Earth Small birds Shelter in the willow tree Rain drops Bounce off leaves The watering can And gutters overflow The thirsty Earth drinks its fill
Day: September 21, 2015
Something caught my eye on the way home from an appointment this morning
Plough Grey crusts and clods of earth Crack Turn rich and rusty brown In the furrowed wake Of the plough Breaking waves Of stones and twisted roots Distort the parallels Of tractor wheels That stretch to the horizon Surfed by gulls and crows Diving and pillaging The farmer’s Carefully crafted rows Image found on www.freefoto.com
This is the last poem this morning …
I have to leave the house! Update : It wasn’t quite the last one after all! London Underground Iconic masterpiece map An abstract landscape Of lines and colours On the Tube All that matters Is the next station Time, distance and direction Are almost irrelevant As you fly through tunnels Of darkness and light Rocking […]
A haiku on city life
City Sounds Clamorous jangling Of city jazz jars senses Clarion horns blare Image found on Pinterest
A city girl has become a grumpy old country bumpkin
When I was in London last week, I came to realise that I could never live or work in a city again. I hope this poem conveys some of my feelings. Life in the City A huge bunker Hunkers Behind a concrete veil Next door Stainless steel shimmers Elevators Lift immaculately dressed Business people Bankers […]
writing in north norfolk 