Too cold in the field
in the rain yesterday
so wrapped up in a towel
I came back from the fray
my little legs sank
right up to my chest
on the waterlogged ground
so I needed a rest
quite soon when I got there
as it wasn't nice
and just half an hour later
I didn't think twice
Too cold in the field
in the rain yesterday
as my legs are quite short
in a small canine way
alright for my humans
in warm coats and hats
but a different thing
for small furry chaps
so we didn't stay long
just a short trot around
for a sniff and a wee
on the water-logged ground
3 of 5 in ‘The week before Christmas’ series from Jemverse
The Houndie House sled has been up now for weeks
for reindeer dogs to pose by
but whenever we go
our reindeer says 'no'
so we'll make do with this with a sigh
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Obi the Squidge is a dog of small stature
but although his legs may be short
he knows what is what
and the good life he's got
and he's fast enough not to be caught
Obi the Squidge has a brain that is cunning
so when he sees something he's not allowed
he waits til time's right
and then out of sight
makes off with the prize feeling proud
1 of 5 in ‘The week before Christmas’ series from Jemverse
Two-balls Wolfgang's looking forward to Christmas
with the wonderful smells round about
he knows something's afoot
but he needs to stay put
and resist the call of his snout
Popped up to Mill Hill for a wander
Obi barked all the way there
shouting loud from the window
all that we passed by for to share
that he was going for walkies
out on the fine Sussex trail
and he wanted all there to know it
by his barking there to regale
It was bracing up there but quite lovely
and the views although grey were divine
confirming again in a moment
that all this is yours as is mine
And I think it subdued even Obi
as he was quiet on the journey back down
content that he'd now had his walkies
on the hills above old Shoreham town
The beach was quite splendid but isn't it always
when with Wolfgang or there on our own
with the blue of the sky
and the huts by the by
it's a joy to have this close to home
It's great in the Summer and on bright days in Spring
and in Autumn with waves whipped by storm
with the pebbles and sand
the sea of course and
here on Winter days all dressed up warm
In seven tree field Santa's sleigh had arrived
and Obi sniffed inquisitively
We paused for a snap
with the little chap
before he ran off for a wee
In seven tree field December has come
but it's still not really that cold
The trees are now bare
but none of us care
for they've left the grass covered in gold
In seven tree field where we come every week
the joy this place brings just exudes
So as Obi runs round
on this familiar ground
Not to come would be rather rude
Today I'm here and home alone
'Cos Harry Potter's not my thing
at least not live performance
with encouragement to sing
'Cos that's where all my family
have gone today save me
swanning off to London
so I have the day quite free
Yes, there will be music
a no brainer there, and games
and perhaps a little snooze
as the forecast is for rain
Later on a movie of my choice
I'll maybe watch and view
with nibbles and a jar of ale
filled with my favourite brew
And Obi-wan-Kinobi
our little dog and me
will spend this day when home alone
in perfect company
I waved a long shadow
by a favourite tree
in a favourite field
where I love to be
the sunshine was bright
but with rain in the air
though sadly no rainbow
was evident there
But as usual the joy
of the wander we had
in Seven Tree Field
just made our hearts glad
and our little dog, Obi
he ran and he ran
with exuberant gait
with which all dogs can
This place, this haven
it's all of us
and we all miss it
if because
for some misfortune
or mishap
we have to tell
the little chap
there'll be no running
through the grass
or round the corner
as we pass
So thankfully
that is quite rare
as we are most
weeks always there
and yesterday
was no exception
you'll have gathered
with perception
by glancing at
the picture here
and seeing on
his face such cheer
So no you weren't
at all mistaken
as we are back
at this our haven
In this field
of seven trees
when we can be
quite at our ease
As Obi runs
and Sal and I
watch him there
as we walk by
...all about me and my life in words. I write most days, carrying an ideas book around in which I capture a word snapshot of life around me. So there's a lot here about Sussex and the sea and anything else I see that inspires.
The pictures are mine too. Some taken to match a poem; some poems written to match a pic; others chosen because they work well with words written.
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