The wind in the dark
I go to my room for an afternoon nap,
leave the curtains open
to watch the last of the day.
Thirty minutes later the lights
of the stone cottages are on.
The wind along Longframlington's
ridge is blowing hard, which
gives me comfort, wrapped in warmth
inside, even when it howls a little.
Sometimes it's a sea battle,
guns thundering. A mile or two
outside the village, upon the hills,
lie the borderlands, ruins of an inn,
a haunted highway. Last night
on the way to the pub we saw
Jupiter shining brightly,
right next to the Moon.
Sat 31st Dec 2022 19:03
Many thanks for your kind comments, Ray, Uilleam, Steve, and Hélène. And for the Likes, Nigel, Frederick, Chris and Holden. A very happy new year to you all.
Sat 31st Dec 2022 17:21
Beautiful!! So vivid I felt I was there.
Sat 31st Dec 2022 14:30
A very evocative poem, Greg. The (relatively new) moon in conjunction with a planet or star is a wonderful sight.
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh
Sat 31st Dec 2022 10:02
Oh gorgeous Northumberland, with that beautiful coast.
Sat 31st Dec 2022 08:41
Full of romantic undertones, it's easy to build a picture and sense the passion behind your move Greg. Up north feels almost as far away as Jupiter itself! Enjoy your new year together....
Sat 31st Dec 2022 06:33
Thanks, Graham ... and a happy new year to you, and all at Write Out Loud. Living up here is changing the kind of poetry I write, at least at the moment.
Sat 31st Dec 2022 00:13
It’s beautiful up that way Greg, lucky fellow.
Jupiter was really showing off wasn’t it. I need an app to help me recognise the planets these days.
Lovely evocative piece. I see you’ve also got dolphins up there now!
Happy New Year
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