Friday, 28 October 2011

Now back from The Outer Hebrides my inspiration and ideas are around me in Cornwall      and occasionally further afield in the south west of England.

Lady Down
Sitting on the turf
sheltering 
by enormous gorse bush
on Lady Down

Hawthorn Trees
in winter attire
bones exposed
skeleton bent

leaves long blown
over the horizon
this exposed place
on Bodmin moor

clouds quickly
across the sky
chasing racing
chartless journey

 shaft of sun
alights on distant fields
disc of gold
transient light

square church tower
surrounded by trees
safe in the valley
from violence untamed

 Lady Down
has faced the elements
day after century
from
the beginning of time

6 comments:

Lady Mondegreen's Secret Garden said...

I give you spring and you give me elemental autumn. Beautiful.

the cuby poet said...

Thanks for this. It was so lovely but with an autumnal feel to the air. :)

Welshcakes Limoncello said...

That's lovely, Cuby.

the cuby poet said...

Welshcakes: Thanks. Claire :)

Yvonne said...

a lovely poem. You capture the scene very well, in particular I like your description of the hawthorn trees and the clouds.

the cuby poet said...

Yvonne: Thanks for your comments so pleased you liked this one.