Track

Yup, it was one hell of a summer. The rain has returned and all is normal again. Well, sort of...

Any way, not much to say, so will leave a poem that goes with today's weather





Track


The sparkle in the lough
has dulled, its luminous water
now mud green speckle.

Trudging up yesterdays
effortless path I pace this
landscape alone as I used to.

Once majestic reeds
convert to
choking weeds.

An empty space replaces you
in this lifelong version
of music-less chairs.

Again it's one
shadow cast and
paling in the waning sun.

Theresa Daly