A lofty green tree
Growing wild and running free
A quick fickle stream
16th August 2018
Bleary eyes smeared with
Mascara line tears, black swan
Another year gone
15th August 2018
A few ragged fields
All that remains of the past
There’s no going back
14th August 2018
The wise owl awakes
Silently she leaves her roost
Another day fades
13th August 2018
Gloomy moody mist
Bearing down in soft ash clouds
As away we drift
12th August 2018
From this chalky peak
The weald is still tucked up tight
A misty blanket
11th August 2018
Balance on bridges
Above the marshy swamp
What fear lurks beneath?
