Sunday, 10 May 2009

Seen in a Certain Light

The sky's blue-grey, the grass
intensely green, as after rain.

A herd of cows looks painted on
till one of them gets up and walks
to prove me wrong.

8 comments:

John Hayes said...

Hi Dominic:

I really like that one-- such a nice twist.

Sandra Leigh said...

Dominic, I'm not sure where in the UK you are. Have you ever visited Stourhead in Wiltshire? Parts of its landscape have just the quality you describe. It was only when someone moved that I registered the scenery as real, not painted. It was eerie.

But the poem - I love the rhythm - and obviously the poem is evocative for me.

Totalfeckineejit said...

That made me smile and yes, isn't all the green stuff so much greener after the rain, why is that I wonder?

Denise Burden said...

Hello Dominic, Love the humour and subtlety. Reminds me of Spike Milligans poetry.

Poetikat said...

Ah, you've made me think of Alex Colville. I love his paintings of cows. Also, Gary Larsen's cartoons, for some reason.
Fun!

Kat

Lyn said...

The simplicity...the colors, the movement, terrific...

Dominic Rivron said...

Thanks for these comments everyone.

JH, DB and Lyn: Pleased you like it.

SL: I don't think I've been to Stourhead - although I have visited Avebury and Stonehenge and walked the Ridgeway Path past Wayland's Smithy and the White Horse of Uffington, etc. Amazing area.

TFE: Why indeed is the grass greener after rain? I can't find the answer to that, but here's a page that tells anyone with the time and the patience to find out:
http://www.science-projects.com/Chlorosis/Chlorosis.htm
I looked for the internet equivalent of the answer upside down in small print at the bottom of the page, but couldn't find it. :)

Poetikat: I love Gary Larsen's cartoons!

The Weaver of Grass said...

Lovely little poem - creates such a simple image - but living up here in the Dales I know exactly what you mean. There are those still days when the light is just right and the scene is so serene and still, and the silence is absolute - and you can almost imagine you are in a painting - until something moves.