Moments

October 7, 2012 at 2:02 pm (literature, philosophy, Poems, poetry, Shropshire, Stories) (countryside, earth, experience, healing, heart, nature, peace, poem, poems, poetry, Shropshire, woods, word, words, world)

We missed by one idle moment
the autumn oak leaf held aloft as faerie cup
soon dew dashed, splashed and spilled away;
a gluttonous thrush throating scores
of red rowan berries, dish of kings
one paltry clue left upon the path;
pink tongue of parched rock salt
drinking in the evening air;
a well travelled magic lantern list
and burst still burning through the leaves;
the excitement of ripe Russula mushrooms
spontaneously shattering;
but there is just time to hold one long finger
of the mother of all sunshine
as she combs the trees
bringing burnished heaven to our hillside.

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