Christmas 2015, Northern England

image from BBC news

The clouds whip by
pushed by strong-arm winds,
release their burden wantonly
on hills and valleys,
fields, towns and villages

The slopes run with hurrying freshets
flowing without fear or favour
into swollen rivers,
onto permeable land,
watertight concrete and tarmac.

The land has drunk its fill,
the water seeks escape,
rises, rushes, roars until
the land can drink no more.

Still the rain falls

Wilful water swirls
where liquid has no right to go
without so much as a by your leave,
travel halted
privacy invaded
life endangered
merchandise soaked
commerce thwarted.

And still the rain falls
and more rain.

Outlook: a pause, scattered showers,
turn and turn about with
heavy rain, strong winds
varied only by flurries of snow
(to be continued)


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18 Responses to Christmas 2015, Northern England

  1. You make me count my blessings even more. How someone can turn bad weather into a beautiful poem is amazing. Happy New Year, Viv.

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  2. restlessjo says:

    I’m not sure why I clicked like, Viv. I live here! It’s making so many lives miserable. We’re pretty lucky, but you don’t have to look far away. Strangely, on Tuesday, in the thick of it all, we went to High Force and Middleton-in-Teesdale and had a glorious day. The sun was shining brightly, and of course, the falls in full spate. The fields were heavy with the rain but not much visible damage over there. York and parts of Cumbria have been a nightmare, and some of Northumberland as you’ll know, and now Dumfries and Galloway. No end in sight. You expressed it well!

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  3. Tom Merriman says:

    Happy New Year, Viv!
    And yes, as long as the rains keep on coming the water is going to find more and more places to fill.


  4. tialys says:

    Those poor people – that horrible brown water looks disgusting. We have had barely any rain here and our local ski station has had to close due to lack of snow!

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  5. Suzanne says:

    Gosh – how incredible. I hope you and your loved ones are safe.

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  6. Candy says:

    I just love the line, the land has drunk it’s fill.
    This tells a woeful tale

    Happiness in the new year is my wish to you 🙂

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  7. Oh, dear. We are experiencing the same in the Midwest. 😖


  8. Oh my goodness. I cannot imagine such a devastating event. The way of the water is captured well in your poem, Viv…the surging-rushing flow.

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  9. what a horrendous mess. The cleanup will take months, the insurance companies will balk at helping and people will muddle through as best they can. Definitely not a season to remember fondly for any of these folks. Treasures and merchandise lost or ruined. Sad, sad times.

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  10. Misky says:

    Utterly devasting for these people. I can’t imagine… >

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  11. katechiconi says:

    The world is turned upside down. The UK is getting our Wet Season…

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