Heightened

Just so, you are to me. When far away, always present. A murmur in my ear. Drawing me to you. A bright spirit, turning my attention all magpie. When close, a beautiful cacophony. All else drowned out. My soul throws itself in to you like a young otter, All joy play elemental. And yes, you … More Heightened

Kiss

Branches kiss the lake: Ripples lick to give their love, Glassy waters sigh.   © Tom Tide 2017

Passing by

Such are rivers at dusk. Profound serenity. A beauty rippled with sadness, as if Ophelia had just swept around the bend; Robes flowing underwater. Fading as the Sun. Copyright Tom Tide 2017    

Watering can soothe

I sweltered in my car. A metal box, arid and non-living. Then with a click, she emerged. Cradling a watering can wearing a top blue as an April sky. To revive a beloved garden of England. Or perhaps Japan: so lovingly fed and swept in to place by delicate hands. All ferns and fronds.   … More Watering can soothe

Frog’s Eye View

The water had a velvety softness to it, and from the surface was the colour of linseed oil. Once I was thigh-deep though, I saw how pure and clear the water really was. Perched on smooth river stones, I could see my feet and toes vividly, and even pick out the current flowing around my … More Frog’s Eye View