snows are approaching
winds change direction
dreams fly higher still
Poetry?
higher in the hills
higher in the hills
a season’s rain has fallen
tonight the river through the village will rise
and, white, will wash the rounded rocks
the moss on the downstream sheltered sides will remain
the autumn storm passes
a branch falls
a shower of crows
spout up from their strutting place
flap stuttering a short yard or two
and settle again
in the stubble
my heart
you stroke my chest
with white swan feathers
your eyes show
you know what this means
my heart bleeds
31 December
hiding in shadows
the cave is cool and dry
we stand at last and face the sun
inspired by Sylvester
30 December
fame spirals higher
fresh breeze thins the clouds
today’s light gone tomorrow
inspired by Egwin
29 December
the water is deep
the current is strong
friendship will continue
inspired by Thomas
28 December
flowers growing through
grass drying after harvest
fear of innocence undone
inspired by children
27 December
eagle loops
thunder cracks
most highly beloved
walks out of the deepening sea
Inspired by John
26 December
cars swerve to run through
cardboard boxes on the grass
forgiveness is not a one-way street
inspired by Stephen
