This rhyme is about a walk we had, down the back roads of Ballydehob, and some time you spent with Nana Marie back during the new year. I'm a bit late uploading it due to photo problems. I'm experimenting with fonts too. First up, courier. I love its almost hilariously practical, business like exterior. When I just know it's hiding a sweetly nostalgic, sentimental old soul. I think its secret side suits the innocent mood of the words.
You could walk out like that on the road one day
The hedges and edges dripping
With seaweed squelching under your feet
And water rushing and rushing
Damp air and grey skies all friendly together
Going and going and going
A long ago tower jutting and leaning
Nodding nodding and nodding
Wrack bladders popping and popping
Young hands and old hands all held together
Playing and laughing and knowing
A ladder of boxes
Some human invention
Off up from the road all a watching
A rusty old hulk of a shipwreck there was
Sinking a sinking a sunken
Above and beyond a side and a through
There was birdsong a tweeting and wheeling
As the drip and the damp and the silver and brown
Got us glowing and glowing and glowing
5 comments:
BEAUTIFUL! You're a poet!
I love that last line!
...and the photos are so precious.
xoxoxox
Thanks! It's special to me but I didn't really expect anyone else to like it.
Thanks! I didn't think anyone else would like it, so that's lovely to hear.
did you write that poetry Rache ?, its fabulous :-)
Yes, the week brought out my poetic side. Any more of the dripping damp though and homicidal Rach may have turned up ha ha
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