In the sky Where I live clouds often rest on hills. It’s easy to walk into claggy evidence of sky. Clouds are in the sky, I am in cloud, so I am in the sky. There isn’t a line – like a children’s drawing – where sky begins. It starts above my boots, at the […]
Blanket – 100 words
Fell moods – 100 words
Fell moods They tell me how to feel with sullen grey desolation, rain washed and bleak. Dappled optimism negotiating with showers. Intermittent hope. And, oh my goodness, life’s worth living in outrageous splashes of purple and orange. That light reaches out and squeezes my heart. Sense everything; this moment will not come again. Fickle […]
Pressure – 100 words
Pressure Sometimes I dream of tears rushing like fat, slaking globs of rain after the drought. Rolled in dust – marking dry rivers at first as the wilting landscape looks on desperate and panting. Blobs tense from the need to burst with wetness. Flow, pour, flood me with quench, it urges, no deluge is […]
March – 100 words
March A yellow month daffodils, dandelion, gorse and the eyes of new-born daisies little lambkins, blossom gutters and premature chocolate eggs holly and Rudolph slip over the horizon behind and it’s spring forward into long shadows and the smell of burning meat in next door’s garden the buzz of distant mowers but we aren’t there […]