Miz Quickly’s 20 August

Miz Quickly’s 20 August
100 Aker Wood in Hartfield, Sussex

Amongst the Blood of Gods

I don’t deny my feet a winding path.
I take a step. Hear the crack of dried
witness to the ages – these trees that
reach cathedral tall. Heavy and quiet. 
Like a wood-paneled room with birds
watching from wind-creaking limbs.
The air is stiff. Crinkled. Centuries old.

No one. But me here.
       Notwithstanding the blood of gods
       flowing through these trees.
I close my eyes.
Inhale …
it’s like breathing in a book, nay,
an encyclopaedia of earth.
That ‘old‘ smell is a real thing.

A haunting smell.
Mossy. Mushroom.
Plague and pudding.
Hay and hair.
Fresh fruit and rotting socks.
Good old English damp …

      … that culprit of time that
chews up our pages, and our
patterns, and trails along life.

Written for Miz Quickly’s 20 August Photo prompt, plus a few words: book, good, imposter, arrive, coast, notwithstanding. Use two words and one image OR two images and one word. Photo taken at 100 Aker Wood in Hartfield, plus hostas from the garden after a rain shower. Shared with @Miz_Quickly and @Experimentsinfc #APoemADay on Twitter   ©Misky 2021

8 responses to “Miz Quickly’s 20 August”

  1. It is lovely, and I love the way that some of your phrases catch in the mind like the glimpse of an old friend. ‘Plague and pudding,’ is the one I was thinking of here. 🙂👍

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