I bought my flat on the basis of a nice view and amazing wooden floors. The front room is south facing and when the sun shines it lights up the whole room for the entire day. It is quite uplifting.
My flat is perfectly positioned at the highest point on an upward climbing, westward-running road. The New River is visible from my front window. I love the shiny ripples on the water and the wildlife that ebbs and flows over the course of day and through the seasons.
A Nice View
The waters shimmer,
Little ripples turn over,
Shadows cast,
Lightness and dark.
A fox slips between the railings in pursuit of food.
Three ducks dabble; quacking with pleasure.
A heron stock still, about to strike.
Fish tails that catch the light.
A mute swan passing through, heading due south.
A tiny froglet with leopard-print skin radiating heat.
Grasses bending in the breeze and overhanging trees.
A river, of sorts, in name only;
Man-made but now filled with natural, living things.
A nice view,
captured from my window.
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It sounds really really nice (apart from potentially having costed you the m-finger during moving).
ReplyDeleteThe description and poem have something of Virginia Woolf, although Bloomsbury was 'her' London. Maybe it is also because you used 'ebbs and flows', which has become one of my favourite English expressions since I read Mrs Dalloway for the first time :)