Out to sea off Brighton
a flash lit up the night
there, just outside the Shelter Hall
fleetingly in sight
But pausing for a moment there
and waiting patiently
whilst rain fell there in splatters
I got a shot for me
We never heard the thunder
but there was lightning there for sure
coupled with the heavy rain
which fell as down it poured
And for a while the heat was quite intense
as the sun shone down from the sky
there was barely a breeze
to be felt on our knees
though the cloud to the east wasn't shy
As after a while it covered the blue
and brought welcome patters of rain
cooled us all down
as it wetted the ground
before the sun shone once again
The promise came true
briefly today as sunshine
warming like a new blanket
returned like a smile
and a word from its pure heart
to lift our spirits again
Midweek and the rain
full of the early summer
remains with us still
Yet no daunting with it here
no sad disappointment
How could there be with this life?
The warmer air was palpable
so we knew something was coming
electric currents in the air
a tingling on the neck and hair
and rumbles out there humming
Then suddenly the brightest flash
as lightning stabbed the night
The thunder roared
as we applaud
at this most splendid sight
The thunderstorm arrived at last
and with it rain a-plenty
We whooped and cheered
as close it neared
til it and we were empty
In seven tree field it was squelchy and wet
but we didn't mind and we didn't fret
for in spite of the rain that fell from the sky
we had a great time as Obi ran by
He got very muddy and was browner still
but it all washed away with a hosing and swill
and after a towelling he was warm and dry
as we drove back home under dull leaden sky
Seven tree field, many words have been written
but no apologies here as both of us smitten
for it really is quite a magnificent place
which for each of us three is a real saving grace
...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.
Jemverse is life in words. Hope you enjoy the reading as much as I enjoy the writing...