Tag Archives: sky

A brief cradling

In the space between evening and night

eyes half-shut against the last

copper rays

of a sun we know

is not

really dying

we walk in silence just

beyond

the reach of the sea

something is shining

call it silver

a sliver of bright

shining something

moving so

alive and looking

up the only way

possible with one

dark eye

that should be without

expression so what

should I be feeling why

tears

my heart beating in time

with the ebb and the flow

perhaps a trick of the light

but what possesses me

to pick it up

a chill flick across my fingers

and a brief cradling

before I send it quick

mercurial flash

against the duller sky

falling towards a second chance

received within the deep

covering water

my hand still

outstretched until you

reach out and hold

me safe

and make of it

what you will

© Marion Adams 2016

 

 

 

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Eclipse

This overshadowing,

even though expected,

still thrills. We step outside.

Our slow, sleep-slurred words

falter as the concrete steals the bed-warmth

from near-naked feet.

It takes some seeing, oh but when we do,

the frisson: this otherness, this unfamiliar

rubbed-out red that’s neither blood nor bloom,

brazenness subdued,

blush hued,

amber to ember.

To our left, a light flicked off.

We sense the shape at the window stare

at us staring. The restless earth rolls on,

and all becomes the shadow.

© Marion Adams 2015

NaPoWriMo Monday, 29th April 2013

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This morning I saw speedwell

This morning I saw speedwell

spread across blown dust

from garden banks,

asserting resurrection truth

with bold sky-mimicry

on pavement-stone.

 

A thought rose up also:

if I had not been looking down

this is a truth

that would have passed me by.

 

This morning I saw speedwell.

Text © Marion Adams 2013

Photo: Public domain image

 

NaPoWriMo Friday, 26th April 2013

Day_moon

Faint opalescence

relieves blue monotony.

Fragment of day-moon.

Text © Marion Adams 2013

Photo: By Eugenio Hansen, OFS (Own work) [CC-BY-SA-3.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0)%5D, via Wikimedia Commons

NaPoWriMo Tuesday, 16th April 2013

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Between sky and soil,

a clear, defined horizon.

Or so it would seem.

Photo & text © Marion Adams 2013

NaPoWriMo Friday, 12 April 2013

 

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Gaudy sky-flotsam

scatting to the wind’s sad tune:

kite with broken strings.

© Marion Adams 2013