Petrichor moment

Petrichor moment 

All day my hand has yearned for pen on untouched page 

to spill the words in circle-dancing 

linked and spinning, whoop and twirl. 

Odd, for the day’s a leaden ghost, still statue 

in spite  of midsummer solstice, uninspired 

silent save the ceaseless sparrows

but suddenly a thunder grumble lightening flash 

and at long last drip  and splash 

soft raindrop patter / blessed scent of petrichor 

for all the breathless land baked hard 

is soothed and soaked splash and gush 

lush and lovely 

the longed-for sweet relief, the rain 

June 22nd 2022 Hounoux 

Entirely golden

 Entirely golden 

On the hill’s height perched, tall house 

where the sea salts the air 

parasol pines on rocks and sand, cover the land 

dense, and everywhere a birdsong cacophony 

sparrow warbler nightingale, hoopoe hoops 

sometimes swifts as they swoop squealing 

such speed by name and nature, sickles 

sea and sky blue on darker blue 

Pugwash sea monster become an island, petrified. 

Nine of us together, family’s oldest to youngest

splash and dive, ping pong, pool 

pizza paella pasta 

anniversary entirely golden 

forever blessèd souvenir. 

June 3rd 2022, Begur, Spain