A Tiny Walk
a tiny walk
the length of a small field and back
just five minutes
Joss and I
we found a long, slim feather
and a short one
the second daggered into the ground
five drops of water in a blade of grass
like peas in a pod
reflecting the latticed branches above
scraps of fluffy white down
keeping company with moss
while the blackbird lurked beneath the elder
wet sycamore leaves appliquéd to my wellies
shifting patterns of olive and chartreuse
black blight holes
a ball sitting on the leaf-strewn ground
pink and yellow
and seriously squashed
with ludicrously long eyelashes drawn upon it
provocative and smiling
in those five minutes
the temperature fell
so did snow
dainty flecks on Joss’ fur
Reader Comments (1)
So lovely to read all you see in 5 mnutes. Your connection with nature and all that surrounds you is amazing. I am in the house but you made me aware of everything I can see from my window A bare tree with all the fallen leaves srewn around it. Raindrops on the window. An alstromaria still in full bloom, A man out walking his dog. Dark grey clouds ready to burst and I have not moved in my chair. What a wonderful world if we open our eyes.