Yellow gorse
Sweet heavy perfume
Blowing in the breeze.
Horses grazing
Contentedly.
Inquisitive wagtails peck
And wander
On the one way track
Where I await
The return
Of the photographer,
To this restful
Soul space.
(Written on the road to Tobermory, Mull, Scotland. April 2009)
Sweet heavy perfume
Blowing in the breeze.
Horses grazing
Contentedly.
Inquisitive wagtails peck
And wander
On the one way track
Where I await
The return
Of the photographer,
To this restful
Soul space.
(Written on the road to Tobermory, Mull, Scotland. April 2009)
Ah beautiful Mary, that could be in a magazine for journeys through scottland, lovely jubbly, please write some more! :) I am going to look up yellow Gorse on Wikki now, i need to what it looks like!
ReplyDeleteAnd welcome to blogging, i cant write your name in Gaelic like in the 'about me' page, so i'lll just write this: MaryMary , welcome to blogging!! Rock and Roll!!