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Rushing Clouds or Breakfast: The morning rose with sunbeams, Whilst the clouds rushed



Rushing Clouds


The morning rose with sunbeams

Whilst the clouds rushed to work.

The hues of green from the trees busied my eyes

As I sat drinking coffee.


Breakfast had called earlier,

Without much reply.

Empty tables served plates of loneliness

And I waited.


Murmurs grumbled and echoed

The sounds of yesterday.

Trees tones diminished as the clouds stilled

And my eyes now idled.


Yesterday's tomorrow rises clear and fresh

A fullness of colour accompanied the day.

Excitement pulsed and beckoned

With heart felt beating


Flowers beckoned with blossom and fragrance

Eyes excited and open

Matching hearts and souls

Giving meaning, living and being.


(c) David Forrest 2022

Amalurra, Spain, October 2022


I originally called this Rushing Clouds, whilst waiting for Breakfast and somewhere in the process of adding to the website the title changed to Breakfast, but I prefer Rushing Clouds, not least as do always prefer to leave each writing in the form of its original creation

Also, originally published in 2023


David Forrest at Richard Erskine workshop at Amalurra, near Bilbao, October 2022
David at Amalurra after writing the poem Breakfast, or as originally titled Rushing Clouds (which I think I prefer)

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Nov 15, 2023
Rated 5 out of 5 stars.

Have always loved and admired your work David since the first time I interviewed you for my research - one day I will catch up with you. Till then sending you much good health, happiness and personal growth - Chris Redfern xx

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David Forrest
Nov 19, 2024
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I had no idea i was receiving comments😐 My technical skills are limited but i think there must be a setting that allows me to get a notification when a comment is left.

So, belatedly, thank you Christine, and i hope you are well.

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