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Blind Views

I stare at the world through slats in the blind
Which are partly obscuring the dazzle at times
There's nothing particular to spot there today
As even the birds seem to have all flown away

But once in a while a tractor growls down the track
Hauling a jangling old plough or a planter at back
Then later the post van is speeding here with the bills
I watch postie as he gets in and out of the chills

In past times we chatted when the dogs were inside
But now I'm in here while they bark out their pride
He'll stop at one house though and sample some tea
But there's nowt going on - it's his sister you see

Just across the river in the glass houses there
All trays have been cleaned and stacked with such care
Not much more to do now for a good month or two
Soon be time for their rest in the warmth of Corfu

Not far from their place is a great big machine yard
Where bright yellow lorries sport scuffs where they sparred
With anything that didnt yield to their path
'Another post over' you might hear the drivers laugh

A few hundred yards more just out of sight on the bend
Is a specialist scrap yard with old machines that they mend
And sell back to farmers for much less than when new
In these cash strapped times there's a few more in view

When times past we ambled my old dog Griff and I
Some walls there were crumbling and I thought they might try
To patch up or rebuild them but still they survive
If they fell in a high wind it would be no surprise

At the jetty quite near there is a boat on the Glen
A spot where a while since I fed our ducks and their friend
The swans have moved on now and the grebes cannot be seen
For the best pickings have gone though the waters still green

It's time for a drink now so I'll potter off to
The kitchen where there is much less of a view
Some soup and a sandwich will be nice I do think
Just as soon as I've washed all the pots in the sink....

(c)Rhumour
October 6th 2008

Warm, homely feel, here, familiarity in the mind's eye

I particularly like the down to earth with a bang at the end

Cheers Jen - it was rather much of the minds eye as it had been dark a little while when I started to write, hehe. But yes, after day dreaming come the domestic realities yet again - such is life

Wonderful recounting of rural life, I see it all the time here in Oregon...this is a laid back town...we have the river close by, so water birds are seen flying over...

Loved how you wrote this one ... candidly, with finesse.

Am bumping this one up.

warmly descriptive write

Many thanks Maria for your appreciation

I guess I would fit right in there in Oregon then as I am notably laid back (at approx 45 degrees, hehe)

Tnd thanks for the bump lol

Thank you too StellaR, glad that you enjoyed my meandering along the riverside.

I love the warm and homely feel here...

... but trust a man to leave the dishes 'till he needs them!

PS: How many bowls did you have left?

Hehe - very droll Poetess, in this place if there's no crockery in the cupboards I go agathering in the kids bedrooms

Glad you enjoyed the read

Reading this I got the distinct feeling of talking an evening stroll. So descriptive.

And I have a similar sink.

Hehe, in a way it was an evening stroll Merlin - through my mental images anyway - as it was written well after darkness had descended

And my sink is empty really, lol.

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