Long day ending

Waiting while the boughs bend
and sway in the swell of the wind.
No sound but the soughing and sighing,
patter of flung raindrops.

Waiting for the train to wail its way
in wheel-turning journeying
across the river plain
as the dim light sinks lower

and all is the colour of drying kelp
and all is the patch of lane
swept by the bending and swaying
that I watch for the turning wheels

bringing you home.

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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.

25 thoughts on “Long day ending”

  1. I looked up “soughing”. Nice word. How nice to live near a train. I love trains. When the pandemic is over, I plan to take the train to New York City. Can’t wait.

    1. I’m not sure if the word ‘sough’ is used for anything but the noise a tree makes in the wind. It’s lovely and specific.
      We’re a few miles from the station but it’s only a cycle ride away 🙂

      1. It’s only ever people who scare me, and we get hardly any of those 🙂 Having said that, the neighbour at the top of the lane says there are wild boar about, so we listen hard when we’re out after dark.

      2. I’d love to see them. I’ve only seen prints, never the beasts. We looked at a house in town, not countryside at all, and the garden had a high wire fence running through the middle of it, cutting off the part that was wild and overgrown that led up to agricultural land. The estate agent (him again) said he thought it was because of the deer. Husband was sceptical. We did a bit of research and discovered that all the houses in that particular section of town had tried to barricade their gardens because of the wild boar that wandered up and down the lane…

      3. Oh my! That’s like a scene in a novel or movie. I’d almost think the real estate agent sent the boar, except then why would he tell you–unless he wanted you out in the country.

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