Cargo jettisoned

Clear space is better than stuff

I’m liberated

So many trees felled

Clearings for little boxes

Goodbye my old friends

Climbing over gates 

And scrambling through ditches

Under a full moon 

Cow parsley blossoms

Cotton wool lambs tail catkins

The smells of springtime

Sitting side by side 

A mirror that doesn’t shine

A new place to hide 

Is it scarcity 

Which makes the sun so healing? 

Are we in darkness? 

Between dark grey clouds 

The magical sunny spells

Cast shadows and dreams 

The person you are

Is who you choose to become 

Who d’ya wanna be? 

But inside your mind

There’s a whole world to explore 

Adventures to find 

Under hollow skies

Over built up dirt and grime 

Backdrop to our lives 

Wails and sobs erupt

And on your quiet heart strings

Play songs of sadness 

From behind dark clouds 

Even in the wind and rain

Your sun still shines through 

Gnarled and creaking limbs 

Bend and bow in winter winds

The old bell still rings 

On my left a rock 

On my right a harder place 

Hateful compromise 

Curled up in a ball 

A woodlouse hides in the logs

Then burns in the fire 

Bleary teary eyes

Battle against the sunrise 

New day and new life

Curled up together 

Bear and boy beneath the bed

In dreams of wonder

Cloud mountains rising

Silent smoke stack silhouettes

Where are all the trees? 

Wrapped up like candy

A hammock sways in the breeze

Drift into sweet dreams 

Now the sun is down 

The evening turns cool and dark

Mystery rising 

Filtered through smoke clouds

Low evening sunlight burns red

Against sun kissed cheeks 

A grey heron glides 

Low over concrete fields 

We drive them away

Climbing to the top

Of an ancient sycamore 

To see if I can 

Crooked birch trunks gleam 

Dark and silver lines against 

Fresh new sprays of green