Seven tree lake

So the bottom of seven-tree field was a lake
with floodwater under the fence
evident from the overflown river
just past the treeline from whence
the water combined with the rains that fell
for over a week in the storm
turn seven-tree field to water instead
of the grass that is here as the norm.

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Photo – Sally Croucher

Winter sun II

It does a heart proud when the sun takes a turn
and chases the grey to replace with a burn
As when you awake to see puddles and rain
it's great when it changes to see sunshine again
For it lifts up the spirit, lips curl to a smile
something all of us need every once in a while

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Euphoria begins

Through the window, Brighton lights
as rain on seafront pours
but here inside we celebrate
euphoric here indoors
For this is a lifetime moment
one to raise a glass and smile
seize the moment gracefully
as we dine here in style
Euphoria begins right now
spreading from my heart
here with my lovely family
What better way to start?

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Photo – Jempics

Clever the weather

Weather inclement, forgetting September
the sun then that shone now hard to remember
as the rain and the wind do their best to dismember
the summer I knew at that time

But the precipitation is good for the garden
so I'm not one here for begging their pardon
nomenclature seeming to befit the jargon
of the summer that once was mine

Besides, as we know, this won't last forever
so no one can dwell on the 'never say never'
as weather is fickle and sometimes quite clever
to return to a summer that's fine

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Photo – Jempics

With wisdom

To Rodmell to Rodmell in late summer rain
the last day of August, inclement again
but for us, opportunity, less of a pain
now we are older and wise

The Abergervenny Arms and a beer
with food for the tasting, purpose quite clear
a short drive for us and relatively near
now we are older and wise

Monk's House and Virginia later today
to see where se wrote with something to say
just like us in her footsteps out for a play
now we are older and wise

To Rodmell to Rodmell in Sussex our home
where we with more time will frequently roam
at the start of our autumn thitherward in the gloam
now we are older and wise

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Monk’s House is a 16th century weatherboarded cottage in Rodmell, East Sussex. It was home to the writer Virginia Woolf and her husband Leonard, who purchased it in 1919 for £700. The Woolf’s lived and worked from Monk’s House until Virginia’s death in 1941 and Leonard’s in 1969.

Photo – Virginia Woolf’s writing room – garden of Monk’s House – Jempics

August…

Pen to paper, three weeks back
when cruel July weather
far from the summer sun we'd known
abandoned altogether
to wind and rain and chilly air
grey skies and sodden ground
Which is not what we'd expect
to see this time of year around

So I'm rather hoping passing time
when these words see light of day
finds summer gracing us again
with sunshine out to play
For really that's what August
with no fickle nuance there
should be to us in summer
for the warmth we love to share

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Photo – Jempics

 

Now the raining’s come

Thunderstorm came late at night
woke me up with all the light
electric overhead the sight
but will the raining come?

Lightning strikes got ever bright
forced and angry, n'er contrite
matched with thunder in its might
but will the raining come?

Loud the noise, the thunder's blight
evident and quite forthright
exercising there its might
as here the raining comes

And now there is a comfort sound
as pitter patter on the ground
God's watering can at night is found
as now the raining comes

And though the storm is still around
with flash and rumble inward bound
this soothing falling now that's downed
is now as raining's come

Nature's glory duly crowned
with this latest summer round
and I'm no longer coiled and wound
now that the raining's come

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Photo – Jempics

Start VIII

8 of 12 in the ’12 month VI’ series

It's the first day of April and typical showers
I'd like to think here will be absent, not ours
For we've had quite our fill in March that's now past
of rain falling down, enough to well last
and do us for Spring which I hope is now here
Now April's upon as at this time of year

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Photo – Jempics

Sunshine smiles

Wrapping arms tightly around
the grey cloud in the sky
the sunshine warmly smiled
saying 'no more need to cry'
'You're done today, your tears have fed
the world down there below
but now it's time to rest
and let my smiles now gently glow'

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Photo from the wall of @Beakbrewery.com, Lewes, East Sussex

Sunshine after rain

It rained and rained and blew and blew
felt as it it almost knew
the sunshine there to long eschew
and me inside to stay

The puddles outside deepened still
they lake-like flowed and rippled til
the fickle weather made me ill
and added to the fray

But then the sunshine threw its toys
out of its pram and with good poise
revealed the warmth its strength employs
to welcome a new day

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Photo – Jempics