Dreich
A drenching,
bone soaking mizzle
Drip-dropping down the back cold,
Misty eyed with misty tears
And a face full of mud
Grit in my teeth
Grating
as I grimace down the hill
And there you are, my love
Dark eyes shining
As you turn and run like water
Over the golden gorse
Both shining like the sun
Like the only light
In my universe
#CoSopoetry
@killingfloorman @matty7w Yup, that's how I'd describe this morning in the Highlands! Dreich, damp, cold. With a northerly beginning to pick up. Here comes the change in weather! To say I am scunnered is not an exaggeration! ๐ ๐ด๓ ง๓ ข๓ ณ๓ ฃ๓ ด๓ ฟ
@homebird @killingfloorman dreich it is. Just beginning to brighten up here๐
@killingfloorman @matty7w Yeah, we never really got our Summer this year, but it was unseasonably mild the past couple of months! I think we've seen the last of it now!
@matty7w Wow! That's powerful! It's pretty dreich here this morning, I FELT every line of that! โค๏ธ
@homebird thanks so much for reading it, and for your lovely comment
@matty7w I do read them every day, I just don't get to commenting much some days. These eyes ain't what they used to be and I can't type on my phone! So often I read the posts, then hopefully comment later, then they are gone in the timeline! ๐
@matty7w Itโs wonderful to see how this poem drew so many comments. It makes me want to experience being in the Highlands and feel the cold rain on my face.
Bravo, Matty!
@allin ...and I is so beautiful to read your comment too. Thanks so much.
@matty7w dreich is one of the all time great Scottish words ๐ด๓ ง๓ ข๓ ณ๓ ฃ๓ ด๓ ฟ๐๐๐