Resurgent greens and stronger hues
enjoined within the colours in-between
will spring again, the reddish brown
has nearly gone and all the silver
grays erased in darker shades that
shine with slickly natured stains
after the gentle, gentle rain.
Clouded skies unite and demonise
the dry and dusty plight of days of
brutal beating sun and scathing wind,
the thin veneer is quickly peeled and
puddle-swamped in bloodied muddled
swirls of slushy coloured earth that
tinge the tracks of heavy wheels.
The welcome cold at first conceals its
damp and chilling steel, and in the icy
shades of night the frigid bite ignites
less welcome sentiments until the wrap
of insulation seals the warming heat,
sanctifies the stolid feet and frigid toes
with subtle sweep of warming blood.
After the rain and in the morning when
the sun returns to claim the earth the
mist surprises, rising unabashed and clean
again to grace the nascent waiting skies.
© 2006, I.D. Carswell
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14 November 2008
After The Rain
13 June 2008
After The Rain (rev)

Resurgent greens and stronger hues
within the colours in-between will
spring again; the reddish brown has
nearly gone and silver greys erased
in darker shades now gleam with
slickly natured sheen from gentle,
gentle rain.
Clouded skies unite and demonize
the dry and dusty plight of days of
brutal sun and scathing wind, the
thin veneer is quickly peeled and
puddle-swamped in muddled swirls
of slushy earth to tinge the tracks
of heavy wheels.
A welcome cold at first conceals its
chilling bite, and in the icy shades of
night frigidity invites less welcome
sentiments – until a wrap of insulation
seals its warming heat, sanctifies the
stolid feet and frigid toes with subtle
sweep of warming blood.
At morning sun’s return to claim
the earth a mist surprises, rising
unabashed and clean to grace
the nascent waiting skies.
© 11 September 2006, I.D. Carswell
within the colours in-between will
spring again; the reddish brown has
nearly gone and silver greys erased
in darker shades now gleam with
slickly natured sheen from gentle,
gentle rain.
Clouded skies unite and demonize
the dry and dusty plight of days of
brutal sun and scathing wind, the
thin veneer is quickly peeled and
puddle-swamped in muddled swirls
of slushy earth to tinge the tracks
of heavy wheels.
A welcome cold at first conceals its
chilling bite, and in the icy shades of
night frigidity invites less welcome
sentiments – until a wrap of insulation
seals its warming heat, sanctifies the
stolid feet and frigid toes with subtle
sweep of warming blood.
At morning sun’s return to claim
the earth a mist surprises, rising
unabashed and clean to grace
the nascent waiting skies.
© 11 September 2006, I.D. Carswell
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