There’s something of life in the picture –

dreich mist over storm-dark hills, the lift

of the water as it leaves the canvas,

the peek of light through the foreground

break in the clouds.


I feel wet sand between my toes,

watch eddying rain watering down

shy sunlight, hear the splash

of sea on rocks

the pull of currents.


Wind fresh in my face, drawn

into the scene, I drown in the lake

of a painter’s imagination.


dreich – Scots word meaning dull, drizzly and damp weather