Thursday, 2 December 2021

Northern Twilight

How bashful the sun
In a northern December,
Midday and barely risen,
About to surrender.

The fractal heathland's lit
By gentle, careworn rays.
Shadows, always elongate,
Reach further as light fades.

A much loved dog trots gamely on,
His radiance fading too.
But Scotland's twilight is prolonged,
And he is not yet through. 


  1. Bertiiiieee... that looks cooooold... we hope we will not get that ice cream everywhere LOL

  2. Oh Bertie, that is such a lovely poem, and what a spectacular photo!
    My human wishes we could reply in similar fashion, but as usual she's rubbish at such things. We liked to read the last line - so glad that you are not through.

    Inca xx

  3. What a beautiful poem and photo. Keep on trekking, Bertie♥

  4. now I am crying, a beautiful poem and love you Bertie.. my long time blog friend lost her beloved Samson yesterday so I started this morning with tears so it did not take much.

  5. Hari OM
    ....... Bertie lad, this is a winner, both image and words... hugs and wags, YAM-aunty xxx

  6. Beautiful; that strange partnership of happiness and sadness.

  7. What a beautiful poem and perfect picture to go with it.

  8. Gail this is absolutely beautiful!!
    Isn't it amazing how our furries can inspire and bring out our the very best in us.
    Bertie you look most handsome trekking in the Scottish twilight!! And might I add in closing your love for Bertie is in every single line.
    This however, is warmed my heart! "A much loved dog trots gamely on"
    Hugs Cecilia and Bryan

  9. Brrrrrrr...that looks so CoooLD! And beautiful too. Wish I could send you some of my warmer weather. ♥♥♥♥♥♥

  10. What a beautiful poem Bertie...and a lovely picture of the "much loved dog"!
    Sunny, Rosy and Jakey

  11. Beautiful photo and poem - so very nice!!!

    Woos = Lightning, Misty, and Timber

  12. We are sure you have miles to go before youo sleep.

  13. Love those paw prints in the snow... now that would make a good title for a poem too.

  14. My eyes are swimming with tears. Our beloved Goldie was PTS after very sudden, dramatic deterioration,- two days of tests and the diagnosis was pretty clear. She was able to go before the pain started to set in, but I am heartbroken. May your days be good upon the earth Bertie. Hugs Gail, these are the hard days.

    1. Virginia, I'm so very sorry to hear this sad news. Sending love and hugs as you mourn your dear Goldie. Gail xx

  15. The poem touched our hearts and the beautiful snowy photo made it all the more special...thanks for sharing.

    Rose and Redford

  16. Hi friend, Ojo here! This is kind of beautiful and kind of sad. Friend Bertie, you are as wise as the winter sun, and I hope there are many more wonderful winter walks left for you!