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Nature in a Mischievous Mood

Nature in a Mischievous Mood

Early Sunday morning; 
nature rattling at the front door!
I accept its clamorous invitation 
stepping out with nothing more
in tow than an upturned collar..
and a theatrical imagination.

The morning ground is well-baked pastry,
all crusted with a shiver of winter;
sunlight whispering across the ground 
all sharp colour and playfulness.
So I step out, church bells skipping alongside
and light skating off in front of me.

Soon I am within reach of the beach;
my sandy sanctuary,
but nature is in a mischievous mood
the light fluctuating, 
its moods shifting,
gloss turning to flat matt.

The sea offers up a cold, blue arm 
encouraging me into watery depths
while the sky sits heavily
in a grey leather-weathered armchair.
Behind, peeking through a curtain of cloud 
a new season waits to spring into action.


Ian Souter




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