The Scene Is Set

From the Gods,
Mother Nature looks down
scene laid out below.

Footlit horizon,
sunshine throws golden light
across the stage.

Solitary black cloud
draws curtain of rain
day’s play refreshed, renewed.

Wedge of geese cross the set,
honk their lines loud and clear,
then exit stage left.

Kestrel hovers, effortless
keen eyes wide
awaits her cue.

The scene is set, act two begins.


About The Malt House

A keen amateur photographer and wordsmith, I love the countryside and all that it contains. I live in rural South Shropshire, on the border between England and Wales. I enjoy travel, reading, writing, landscape photography and music.
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