This week Giggling Fattie’s paint chips are Rain Dance, Clear Vista, Sea Wind and Reef Blue. My poem is about observations from our windows. Fell is a northern word for mountain.
I am including a photo of the Isle of Man seen on the horizon from our garden. It rained heavily later that evening!. More of my photos may be seen on Sue’s words and pictures.
Gulls’ rain dance aims to fool
The unsuspecting worms, which rise
Thinking that raindrops are falling;
Being eaten is an unpleasant surprise!
Over their heads the clear vista
Has the outline of the Isle of Man
Shrunk by distance to look like a reef –
Blue fells are seen during the horizon’s scan.
They say that if the island appears
Rain will certainly follow, no doubt
From clouds driven by the Sea Wind.
Should we ever risk hanging the washing out?