Thursday, March 03, 2011

Paint Box: House 1 St Fagan's

Colours are bright this wet morning:

blue smoke, red walls, green grass,
a tree still wearing its gauzy evening gown
of lichen - a revealing south, modest north -
but the once-golden thatch

is now a sodden grey,
harbouring spiders, nesting birds and burrowing mice.
Better then to sleep downstairs
cutched away in a box

next to Mam's roaring fire
and the dresser of tin plates

and leave the space beneath the roof

for the waking dream
of a world beyond
mists, hills and trees

through an ochre-crusted eye.


Blogger Sue Guiney said...

Oh yes! Just lovely.

Thu Mar 03, 01:13:00 pm  
Blogger Clare Dudman said...

Thanks Sue!

Thu Mar 03, 01:21:00 pm  

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