#walkinginrain

Mainly, but not exclusively, the ‘sound’ of my morning walk into town…. An attempt at rhythm without rhyme. It all started with ‘The tick of the clock’ in our house as I left, but that’s not in!

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A Walk Into Town, featuring The Brolly Orchestra

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Leaving Home

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The twist of the key

The turn of the handle

The pull and the close

Of the door

The rain-glisten garden

The silence

The stillness

The set-off to walk

Into town

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Parsons Lane

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The spotting of raindrops

The opening of brolly

The push and the click

Into place

The tap-tap on canvas

The gathering down-pour

The rhythm

Of fast-falling rain

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The rippling on canvas

The dampening skin

The darkening brown

Of the shoe

The slap of the puddle

The cooing of pigeons

The walk under

Sheltering trees

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The brush of the branches

The scatter of water

The slide and the scrape

Of the leaves

The distance of traffic

The call of a cockerel ..

The ring

Of the Minster chimes

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Into Market Place

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The silence of shoppers

The closing of car doors

The power and rush

Of the gutters

The shelter of brolly ...

The comfort of dry ...