A Rambler on a Spring Morning

In the absence of some actual creative writing on this website, I thought I'd share a poem I wrote some years ago. You will see that this one took form based purely on my experiences at the time, though I wasn't rambling! Simply sitting and watching the world.

A rambler on a spring morning

A bird hops.

Under the sun, leaves stretching

In the warmth.

Soft sheen of dove grey

Hangs in a haze over fields.

Grass stirs

And between the branches

The robin trills.

Gently crossing breezes

Woven like threads,

Cooling the air.

Brown hillocks,

Brushstrokes across the landscape,

Washed clean by sunlight.

Breathe deep.

Close your eyes, relax your neck

As if the tranquillity can be absorbed

Into the flesh.

Wear the landscape

As a cloak of protection.

Here is the world,

For how can anything exist

To disturb this nature,

To lessen its value?

If life could be rolled back

As a screen,

To reveal a garden,

To unfurl an expanse of open pastures,

Crowned with woodland,

For the mind to explore,

To walk unburdened

As a rambler on a spring morning.

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