rough rural roads walked, boot-steps slow,
tree tops harp, belligerent wind blows,
birds sideways-tossed, black scraps,
precarious landing, worried wings flap.
muddy cars, round blind-bend speeding,
I pause on verge, safe space worth ceding;
tramping onward, observe field and farm,
many dwellings empty, shorn of charm.
dogs defend yards, sheep bleat weakly,
tall tractors trundle, donkeys bray meekly;
banished benign sunshine, sky gloom-grey,
rain holds rehearsal, home without delay.
snug in kitchen before storm starts,
forested mountain, cloud-capped in parts;
lounging at long table, supping strong tea,
all country scenes inspire praise poetry.