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On August XII
Martins and swallows Tumble, twist, swoop and flidgitt Along midge-full hedges . n.b. We approach that time when these birds of summer prepare to depart with their young to southern latitudes. As ripe fruit begins to drop from the brambles, thorn bushes and elder, hedgerows come alive with newly hatched insects gorging on the juicy… Read more
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On August XI
Day emerges slower Chill mist veil gently settles Leaves pearled with dewdrops . CLP 22/08/29 Read more
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On August X
Ewe calls to her lambs Not feeding anymore but These are still her young . n.b. With lambs weaned after four months, or so, the bonds between ewe and offspring are still strong. When the flock is disturbed by a passing walker pausing and taking in the view at the gate, the baa-ing begins between… Read more
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On August (IX)
Atop Wiltshire Downs Huge golden waves of ripe grain Pitch, roll, dip and swell . CLP 20/08/2019 Read more
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On August VIII
Fields of fatting sheep Bleats from lambs bigger than ewes Sky speckled by crows . CLP 20/08/2019 Read more
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On August VII
Late the Moon claims night Planets trace her way through stars Grass cut by stark shadows . n.b. I excuse my additional syllable in this attempt to capture the vision of last night’s lunar brightness and the sharpest, darkest shadows thrown onto the silvered late summer grasses in the meadow. A remarkable, naturally well-lit night.… Read more
I write as I wonder as I wander.
Journey of Words 