Tuesday, June 09, 2009

sussex walk

shocking yellow shine clamours behind the treeline
beyond our cool damp tunnel between fields

its only prosaic dusty bramble and elder
transformed by buttery hot sunshine
loud, lime and glowing beyond this compost corridor
this lengthening world of mulch and hush


shadowed and silent
sole interruptions insistent repetitive bird demands
conducting untranslated business above beyond the stretching reach of root and hedgerow


sudden panic of unseen pheasant


the grey-green whiskery silver softness of wheats subverted too by yellowapplegreen shafts
sharp sun giving edge to blade and ear
the secret spider's web another precarious world transfixed by light


on a secretly discovered pond
one downy duckling scurries out of sight
posturing unicyclist jetski-propelled
zipping skimming like the not-quite-settling light
hovering untouching
over the water's placid solidity



swathes of disco-ball dappling
sweep
seep
scattering through the shade
puddling like rain in discs and drops of light
shimmer in the dim dankness



sifting the leaves
shifting the shadows

3 Comments:

Blogger Brian Miller said...

what a treat! love it. felt as if i was there.

12:11 PM  
Blogger rosedale's 4 head said...

beautiful, soft, vivid.

my fav line: "transformed by buttery hot sunshine"

i love it when you do this....

9:34 PM  
Blogger FrankandMary said...

I know very well what a buttery hot sunshine is but I never thought to put it that way. I'm feeling Joni Mitchell-ish here. ~Mary

10:52 PM  

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