Sunday, August 31

A Poem for Thursday...."After the Rain"


Maghera Falls




After the rain
The creamy waters
         Mist 
and bounce noisily
Over slimed black rocks. 

Escaping streams find new paths
To explore uncharted ways
           Down.

Past hanging gardens
of green moss.
         Down
To peat-coloured pools.
Where summer sedge springs up
By granite slabs.

And  frothy cappuccino bubbles
Race past each other
To fill the sparkling paths of blue.
Down to a western ocean.