BLUSTERY WALK

Blustery Walk

I walked along the crest of a hill
On a blustery morning about to rain
Approaching storm greyed the sky
As misty drizzle set my rhythm

From a tree branch high hung a silk string
A spider twirled as wind blew strong
A carpet of brown leaves whirling
Tumbling fleeing flirty ‘catch us if you can’

Dog Escort

Two dogs, not mine, at my heels,
Followed me, then I followed them.
Morning escort, eight paws in trusty trot
Tails upright, puffing white breath

The wind in my ears, face tingled cold
The valley below fell to the sea
In the distance waves rushed frothy
Hugged rocks shell-crusted black grey

All the way there and back
In the silence of my home,
Haunting echoes of wind sea
The rain now heavy.

Leela Panikar