A Walk In Winter
Magill, South Australia
Walking in rain
can have a dampening effect on mood.
But when a stranger suddenly stops you in your tracks
‘Happy Winter Day!’
and smiling warmly
slides away into the drizzle to brighten others’ spirits,
Suddenly the cold sky seems friendly,
and the dull and the restrictive become something new.
A pair of galahs, feathers fluffed, perform their acrobatics on wires above,
and cheekily announce their status
as urban birds.
and spear off into the grey light,
their work done.
The hills behind drip white creamy clouds and in their darkness
become winter puddings all in a row.
And fluttering trees
barely clinging to their pink and orange autumn cloaks,
decorate the streets on this alien day.
Aware of the Creator’s spirit in the midst of unexpected delight.
I watch and listen
with gladdened senses.
Bio: Mark says that walking is a great pastime, and that sometimes small things happen along the way which are observed and necessarily find their way into a poem.