My World Rainbow
on Sheila Ash (India), 31/Mar/2014 04:00, 34 days ago
The black stone walls encrusted with grey lichen line the fields and roadside verges of my youthThe red lion rampart of the Wallace banner flies amidst the dahlias of my childhood homeNecklaces of silver foil milk tops lie piled up in the kitchen awaiting school on MondayBees buzz round the saucer of red currant jelly sitting out to set on the doorstepThe sphagnum green bog squelches under my hiker’s bootwhich later strives to avoid the vivid blue Gentian cracking the grey limestone of the Irish BurrenThe sun kissed yellow of a daffodil defiantly heralds spring in Christchurch’s park after the earthquakeThe delicate pink briar rose scrabbles wildly over the once formal box hedges of an unattended English gardenThe new day serenely glides in across the turquoise blue coral lagoon of Makemo AtolThe orange sands of Moul N’Aga move secretly and silently in their timeless stroll across the Algerian TadrartThe snarling gales of the Roaring Forties are smothered by the molten lead grey quiet of the storm’s eyewhile the purple twilight of an Antarctic sky dances like a sugar plum fairy across the peaked snowashramblings