I yearn for space
For brightness
For wide open vistas
For the sort of day
When I could see
for days ahead.
Today, just one turn
of the wheel at a time.
Our hearts are troubled
And I feel a bit lost
In this smothering fog
There are times
When I think
That all the walls are falling
And then I remember love
And how we find it
In the ruins and the rubble
Bright and shining
Like a poppy dancing
In the breeze.
#CoSopoetry

My only hope
Is to make today a better day
Yesterday's mist is clearing
But the world looks paler now
Uncertain.
The owls know
They are hunting together
At the end of the field
Down where the bluebells
Dusted the meadow
in indigo spring
When love tripped dancing
Through the birches
And sunlight dazzled
Through earliest green.
Patience, they wait on the wall
as the world takes another breath
How many insults to love
Can we take
Before love wins?
#CoSopoetry

Up into the owl-light
Half-bright day-night
Of a misty autumn Tuesday
The chestnut kestrel
has left her tower
To stoop upon her prey
Away she hies
I might have lost her
In her fearful white sky
I'm riding in a dream
Where dark crows
Reflect the mist in silver
And startled pheasants leap
To wake me
from my sleepy reverie
I want the softness of the fog
To wrap me up
And hold me
In my dream.
#CoSopoetry

@allin thank you so much for reading it and for your comments. You are always so kind x

The stillness and quiet
Loud in my ears
I notice every single sound
Each seems magnified
To gentle tumult
Suddenly
A murmuration
Of a thousand starlings
Tumbling out of the mist
Under the gaze
Of a hunting hawk
And there you are
My beautiful doe
On your high, high hill
In your lovely silhouette
Alert and watchful
So far away
But with me still.
#CoSopoetry

We are forged in the furnace
And tempered by frost
And the mists that rise
At our annealing
Are love.
We can be lost in love
And found.
Everything is connected
As the lightning to the ground
Without these clouds
The sky could not sing
I saw my love this morning
She flew to me
Out of the gloaming day
Her stern face questioning
As she flew with me
And then she turned away
But now I believe
that she's still there
And she will find
her own way back.
#CoSopoetry

White hills looming
Tinted by the misty drizzle
Swirling gently down
from a still, white sky
Like soft breath
Soothing me
Hushing by my ear
A whisper
There's a kingdom
of bright mushrooms
In the green field shining
Reds and yellow
Golden brown
There was dancing last night
In this little hollow
I can see the shapes
Of jigs and reels
In the damp grass
Dancing
And I wish that i could follow
To the rainbows end.
#CoSopoetry

A wild edge to the westerly
Weather for crows
and screaming gulls
As I labour on, buffeted
by the turbulence
That is their joy.
Theirs is the beauty
On a day like today
When they find their place
At the top of the order
Revelling in flow
As more beautiful birds
Hide quiet in low bushes
This wind would stir
The mighty ocean
Even the amber moor
Is moving under its spell
Hushing waves
Hissing through the rushes
Like the roaring tide
On shingle.
#CoSopoetry

Another gateway beckons
Riding into misty winter
With the tattered crows
Calling
There's a darkness caught
On my moorland oak
It's flying in the breeze
Like a witches rags
And I fly to the light
Of long winter nights
With a lovely raven
Flying with me
In all her darkness shining.
I feel the absence
of the skylarks song
And know that the music
Is in my heart
Lost and found,
All the work of spring and summer
Is underground
Gorse-gold is my joy.
#CoSopoetry

I'm at the very top
Of my ride
The sky so low
I can reach out to touch it
Soft on my fingers
Silken air, a chiffon hush
On my rosy cheeks
from the gentle breeze
I can hear the music
Of the wild moor, quiet
In the grey
and the stone-brown rush
Of the bubbling bog
And the raven brings his joy
from the north
In a low song
whispering love to the mountain.
#CoSopoetry

There's an owl on the wall
And a song in my heart
On this wet, grey morning.
I've laboured up the muddy track
And turned the corner
Where the Rowans stand naked
Since the thrushes stole their light
A robin sings his little song
And warms the air with melody
Bubbling along like a little river
Pushing me onwards
Towards the misty summit
And the freedom to breathe
Then away with the winds
I've broken through the edge of the sky
And I'm flying into the gold
Of an autumn morning
#CoSopoetry

This golden morning
Sunlight beaming down
Like love smiling
From a beautiful heart
Its still and quiet
A soft frost
Brings a crystal brilliance
To shining grasses
And lends its light
To the crimson hawthorn
Berries shining
Like a thousand rubies
in the night
White gulls flying
Like little dreams
Over the golden woods
The whole world
Seems to sparkle
And I'm flying with the gulls
Effortless and still
On my golden hill
#CoSopoetry

This mornings dawn
Would take your breath away
My love
So deep is the gold
So gentle the lilac
Painted
Across the whole of the sky
Small birds
In tinkling flocks
Lit by the light of it all.
Look and wonder
My lovely doe
Tread gently
Tiptoe through
The soft moss of morning
Into this hopeful day.
#CoSopoetry

How far is now?
I'm riding in twilight
And murky rainclouds
Pinpricks of mist
Tingle my skin
And I'm back in my bubble
So I chose hope
I'm holding the beauty
I've witnessed before
The larks and the swallows
The kestrels and buttercups
My beautiful owl, floating
just on the edge
Of my knowing
And noticing her absence
Summons her presence
And that makes me smile
A robin sings in the mist
Just three notes.
#CoSopoetry

The rising sun
Climbs softly
Over the misty wall of night
And into the glorious morning
Blue skies
Old heather shines
With a deep copper glow
Sepia grasses
Silver, waving
in the gentle breeze
There's gold in the woods
Of a thousand trees
Erupting with light
Wild geese call
from silver waters
And glossy ravens
Singing low
Tumble out
Of clear air
#CoSopoetry

@allin it can be a very beautiful experience, in the very same way that it can be with another person.

Today my doe
Is far away
Down by the wall
of the far, far field
Down, down
By the edge of the wood
Moving away from me
Gently.
Knowing I am watching
Seeing me with her deepest gaze
At eyes-meet, we greet each other
Under the half-light
Of a soft sun
Shining through
A silver mist
Like the moon made new
Unblemished
Pale, and flying gentle
Into the morning blue
All like a page from a fairy tale
Like the memory of a dream.
#CoSopoetry

How beautifully she moves
Full of grace
Even in the mist of danger
The midst of risk
She dances on tiptoes
Then is gone
Up through the golden gorse
And away
This foggy day
Starts with this little beauty
And I see hope
Behind the clouds
As I fly towards the east
The clouds part
The curtains open
on the greatest stage
And golden light
Floods the valley
Up across the hillside
Ignites the sullen moor
With autumn fire
#CoSopoetry

@allin isn't that beautiful😊

There's lightness to the sky
In the rising east
And I am thinking about love
And how my moorland oak
Has let go her leaves
Blown away
Like little secrets
On the gale
She is the gallant ship
Weathered, left in rags
In her peaceful harbour
Waiting for the storms to pass
Another year races by
Like the wild wind,
Soon she will be sailing
In her earliest green
Singing to the spring
And smiling
#CoSopoetry