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A British Predicament (Summer Rain).

Contributed by cashfan1 on Friday, 8th July 2011 @ 04:49:09 AM in AEST
Topic: NaturePoetry



The air is fizzy with rain,
A fine summer vintage poured steadily
From the cut glass flute of the sky.
Mean clouds masquerading in summer finery
Patrol the outer reaches of my kingdom.
Blue tits grip their tiny hearts
And wing dip test the fizzing air.
A lone pony on the moor is looking for the light,
Shifting with purpose like sand in the hour glass
And wanting more so much more
She seeks the sunshine from the ruins
Of what is, after all, a very British predicament.




Copyright © cashfan1 ... [ 2011-07-08 04:49:09]
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Re: A British Predicament (Summer Rain). (User Rating: 1 )
by northernlights on Friday, 8th July 2011 @ 05:30:15 AM AEST
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I love the last line, all the stiff upper lip that you can muster under the circumstance and aren't we surpassing ourselves this year with our weather!! she seeks the sunshine from the ruins that desperation to find some summer and even the birds and the animals are struggling. just another perfect British summer but then what else would we talk about!Great writing Dennis x


Re: A British Predicament (Summer Rain). (User Rating: 1 )
by Deidra_Carmichael on Friday, 8th July 2011 @ 05:32:30 AM AEST
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What a very informing write! I have always been told it rains in the uk quite often. I like your style of writing; it appeals to the imagination. Oh and in answer to your question there is also a "predicament" going on elsewhere; I'm in Florida and it's been pouring like mad. It won't stop until next week sadly. Well take care and God bless,
Deidra


Re: A British Predicament (Summer Rain). (User Rating: 1 )
by MisfitMe on Friday, 8th July 2011 @ 01:24:27 PM AEST
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This here is one gem of a description...both lyrical & defining...

"Shifting with purpose like sand in the hour glass"~you

But, now I'm gonna have, "I am the Walrus", stuck in my head all day...lol...

"Sitting in an English garden waiting for the sun
If the sun don't come you get a tan from standing in the English rain
I am the eggman, They are the eggmen, I am the walrus, Goo goo g' joob, G-goo goo g' joob"~the Beatles

I won't get strung up or anything if I mention the weather here in California, will I...?:-)

OneLove~me


Re: A British Predicament (Summer Rain). (User Rating: 1 )
by huwbeauty on Friday, 15th July 2011 @ 12:13:00 PM AEST
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Wonderful writing once more Dennis you really have a talent for putting the reader in the moment.
I love the rain, it's something I really missed on my last holiday to Turkey!
Good job I live in Wales eh!


Re: A British Predicament (Summer Rain). (User Rating: 1 )
by ming on Friday, 15th July 2011 @ 12:35:35 PM AEST
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As always you are one the BEST nature writer's I know. Love it!


ming


Re: A British Predicament (Summer Rain). (User Rating: 1 )
by spud on Sunday, 17th July 2011 @ 05:38:34 AM AEST
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Hi Dennis,

As I read this, it is absolutely ''stoating'' down.
A word we use up here almost as often as.....
'goodmorning!' Your descriptions of Mother
Nature in all her beauty and wrath are second
to none, my friend.

Tommy


Re: A British Predicament (Summer Rain). (User Rating: 1 )
by Zeberdee on Friday, 29th July 2011 @ 04:46:51 PM AEST
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I like the scenery and the beautiful images you convey. Very immersive. I couldn't help but pick up on a political undertone(I might just be grasping the straws) a note about imperialism and britain I believe.




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