Grey-Day rambling

Gold cherry

By Rhiannonw

Thu, 30 Jan 2020
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18 comments
 

… around part of Wenlock Edge

Squelchy mud – don’t slither, slide,
slippery stile – its steps not wide
enough for muddy boots to stand securely …
damp air, grey sky,
tired trees stand bare and dully by …
spitting drizzle – growing
heavier, but nearly back at car – see through
the cloudy veil a gleam of sunshine glowing
– maybe tomorrow
those trees will show their beauty bones
against the blue,
and hills come clear in glorious view,
but,
it has been good to feel the air and roam
and though the hills are dim,
a pleasant break away from home
and cars and shops and crowds and
all the din.

Certificate U
Poem
Countryside explorations
Nature
Autobiography

Comments

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

You've had me longing to get out and walk Rhiannon. It's been weeks since we went out on the ridgeway, now you've inspired me to get out there, with this great ramble of a poem.

Thanks for sharing.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Thank you, Jenny. Mind the slippy mud, but the air is good even if a bit damp, but hopefully not too much and a bit of view! Rhiannon

 

Submitted by fatboy74 on

Ah, lovely, lovely lovely, a pleasure to read. 

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

So glad you enjoyed the read and the second-hand ramble! Rhiannon

 

Submitted by fatboy74 on

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Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Thank you, lovely to share! Rhiannon

 

Submitted by drew_gummerson on

Lovely. Just back with the dog, from slipping and sliding about. Except we have no car. Neither of us drive. 

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Thank you, Drew, glad you enjoyed some fresh air too, and that you have walks available nearby. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Almost felt like I'd been out there myself, Rhiannon. It captures all the essentials - especially the just being there.

Parson Thru

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Thanks, PT, there is something good about the ordinariness of such a walk in the fresh air, isn't there? Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Tom Brown on

Sounds dismal and dreary, you should visit South-Africa sometime! Tourists especially from Europe and America say they get great value for money and they all come again.

But I am also a lover of the common, the ordinary, the homely the everyday, often not seen. I always see a rare beauty in it and I like also walking in the rain.

See you Rhiannon! Tom

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

I tried to capture the refreshment even when the weather and outlook was rather dismal, Tom! Our weather at this time of year is very variable, and can change even during the day, as I also was remembering. I suppose you have less seasonal variation in South Africa, and I can imagine visitors from here delighting in the January summer climate, but we appreciate our climate with all its more and less favourable times, and the duller times makes us appreciate the beautiful times when sunshine bathes all. Each country has its different struggles in this life! And as you say, sometimes in the rain or dull weather, you notice a beauty of leaf or stream, or other things which at other times may go unnoticed. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by onemorething on

Beautifully written, so well captured to make us all feel as though we were with you. Love the squelching and the almost sunshine hinted at for tomorrow. :)

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Thank you — it's good to know I've taken a number of you out in the squelching mud and fresh air today! And yes, even a gleaming of sunshine through the cloud or a little blue sky afar off reminds of what could be tomorrow! Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Jane Hyphen on

Enjoyed this. The idea of getting dirty among nature while somehow getting your mind cleaned all at the same time. I would love a glimpse of blue sky against the bare bones of trees.

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Thank you, Jane. I do love the sihouettes (hope I've got the spelling right!) of trees in winter against the blue sky. And I like your comparison of the clearing and cleaning of the mind when out walking while often getting shoes and trousers spattered with mud! Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

I love your walking poems, with their breathing rhythm. But I love this too, the pause of it:

spitting drizzle – growing
heavier, but nearly back at car – see through
the cloudy veil a gleam of sunshine glowing

appreciating there is a gift outdoors in all weathers

it has been good to feel the air and roam
and though the hills are dim,
a pleasant break away from home

 

As Jenny says, just what is needed to inspire us to get out into the fresh air! A brilliant choice for poem of the day

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Thanks very much, Di. Always thoughtful in your reading and commenting. I'm glad you enjoyed the feel of the walk even on the damp day! Rhiannon