I love this place with its layers of song

and the traces of criss-crossing hoof and paw

bird voices calling taking it in turns

to send echoes racing.


I love it as I love Redon colours

the tragic beauty of a Marc

intangible elusive

brushed with fingertips never seized

always the onlooker.


We think we own because we have measured

signed papers handed over cash.


Wind blows.


Sunlight stretches leaves unfurl

blossom scatters in the wind.

A shower patters, ringing wild garlic bells.

The blackbird looks at me with bright eye,

tugs at a worm.


I watch the world whisk by

in the flash of a white scut.


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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

24 thoughts on “Dawn”

  1. Jane! I have re-emerged – I got violently ill with some sort of temporary stomach bug and work was interfering as well, so I am three days behind. Haha! I loooove that you talk about Redon colours, and that image of wild garlic bells ringing – Chris Perry told me about wild garlic last year,and I still remember how pretty the flowers were!

    Here’s mine. I was so dizzy from sick yesterday I left the inspiration halfway and went to bed. I need motivation; today isn’t even half done and I want to hit it with a spike.

    1. Hello! I wondered if you’d had a relapse. How did you manage to get a stomach bug as well as everything else??? Bosch was maybe not the inspiration you needed. Off to read it now.

    1. Thank you 🙂 I often think the birds do it on purpose, like the flowers. As the dandelions finish the buttercups start. The thrushes and wood pigeons sing in the morning then the warblers and wagtails, and the blackbird in the evening.
      Husband took the photo this morning at first light. One of the male deer paused for a while looking at the house.

      1. I’m fine thanks, Ellen. I miss seeing the children but more than that, I don’t like them living in isolation. If you only have a tiny room to call home, it’s hard not being allowed outside.

      2. Physically the probability is that we’ll get through it, but the economy will take years to recover, and at the end of it, we’ll probably still be tied to the crap China wants to foist on us, at the price the Americans want us to pay.

    1. Thank you. One of the things that makes me so sad is the way people take a plot of land, shave all the goodness off it, trees, plants, shrubs, spray everything, prune, plant stupid useless imports and then have the nerve to complain when some wild animal nibbles a bit of bark or a flower in ‘their’ garden.

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