Low cloud
Heavy with lead
Weighs me down
Pushing on
Powered by the music
Of wind in the rushes
And the song of a blackbird
From deep in the bushes
White gulls
Revel in wildness
High in the sky
Cutting the gale
Finding their way
With ease
And I notice
A Kestrel
Hanging high
on the hill
Perfectly still.
#CoSopoetry