On a Wet Summer’s Day

On a wet summers day
As the clouds gather strength
And the cold seeps slowly in
I wait

My hands grow cold
My patience wears thin
As I stand in the rain
Fighting against the wind

It seems odd to be here
Its certainly surreal
On the shores of Loch Lomond
I feel

There’s a calm in the air
As the wind dies away
Leaving a sense of foreboding
I see

Mountains surround me
Mountains and hills
Grey skies above me
the loch it is still

A great looming view
Fills me with awe
Holds me entranced
I thaw

Keeping look out ahead
Afraid to turn back
For fear of reprisal
Or losing the track

There in the distance
Stands hope mixed with fear
Shadowed with doubt
I hear

I move closer still
The atmosphere tense
as tension builds quickly
I sense

Smelling the air
And moving with haste
I step out to the future
I taste


About caledoniapoems

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2 Responses to On a Wet Summer’s Day

  1. summer says:

    a very pretty poem …… thanks for sharing it with the world !!

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