Thursday 20 August 2009

thistledown




on the canicular breeze
a thistle seed blows
in Brownian motion
brushing the ground
then flying high above the rooftops

"fairy horses" we called them
when I was a child –
catch them to make a wish

and for a moment I am tempted
to leave my keyboard and books and brushes
and go racing
barefoot into the meadow

7 comments:

sonia said...

my kids thought I was mad when I went chasing after one of these last week. Love the painting and words

Rachel Green said...

As a romantic, I want the wish but as a gardener, I want to stop it rooting!

Unknown said...

Oh, how nostalgic! I love it. :)

Rachel Green said...

Thanks Steph :)

BT said...

That's beautiful Rachel. In a meadow, it wouldn't matter!

spacedlaw said...

Fairy horse is a wonderful expression.

Rachel Green said...

Thank you both :)