furious wind
furious wind purple clouds
Titch throws an old slipper around
rain bypasses this farm
birds are flying upside down
100k/hour wind
trees give up
Titch climbs on to my lap
he curls around
clouds hurtle by
wind carries leaves as passengers
a forgotten bucket takes flight
snowdrops shake their heads
lavender rolls like the Shetland swell
galvanised roof groans and squeals
jet engine sounds
and for a few seconds blue skies appear
silence descends then it begins again
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