Keep my wings well trimmed

Feathers fall foul of fair floods

I grasp yet no reach

Now only creases

Fold the former field fringes

Where once grew hedges

Every day I try

Every way that I can find

What more can I do?

I’ll come and I’ll go

I’ll hide and show, high and low

I’ll ebb and I’ll flow

Roads that Romans roamed

Rove over the rolling wold

Return and ride home

From the apple tree

Young robin looks down on me

Inquisitively

Briar and beggar

Bodger’s highway, badger’s trap

Bridle the old ways

Climb hill, cross valley

There only to lose myself

Back where I began

Fragile canopy

Relents as the days grow short

Keep to the shadows

Rain fall rain fall rain

Make the grass grow green again

Let us embrace change

Though I try to reach

Even the edge of a cloud

It’s never enough

Away to the North

Gnarled creatures stalk the valley

From lair to hedgerow

Now further downstream

The water up to my neck

I let it take me

Each stone in the heap

Balancing everyone’s needs

As high as it’s deep

I return to dust

While the robots replace my

Inadequate love

If I climb atop

The highest peak. Would you still

Be above my reach

Sweet gentle river

Be unleavable river

Carry me river

Silver in the pines

Smokey shadows hang rose clouds

Over dusky glades

Against the currents

Swoop between ash and hornbeam

Flying a white flag

Fiery tongues align

Licking the horizon dry

As the smoke clouds rise

Tails taut, the line caught

Boom and jib, we luf and lift

Gybe and tack, we’re back

Heat sets autumn seeds

Amber floods through the valley

Elven light has come

Life under canvas

Firelight, dark skies and freedom

I don’t want a home