Waiting for the rain ...

I walked along the beach at Studland, picking withered blackberries - 

Rain would soon fall from the darkening sky - 

Cold grey waves lapped my ankles -

Invisible children danced around a sand castle - 

Vast shapes formed in the clouds, faces, strange creatures, writhing smoky figures - 

A small blue yacht was anchored far out in the bay - 

I followed a path between waist high salt scorched ferns, chilled by the wind, waiting for the rain - 

11.00

Wednesday 16 September 2015

Studland

Purbeck

Dorset