Leafy green shadows

Shimmer on summer sunshades

Wilting into gold

Resting these clipped wings

A stubborn cage of control

I built for myself

City coloured shapes

Squeezing into tubes and squares

People everywhere

Turbulent ocean

Waves draw and drag me apart

Pulmonary vein

One drop of water

Falling into a still pool

Must create ripples

Rivers of water

Steady in salty torrents

Run down lonely cheeks

Cobweb labyrinths

Surround each step of the path

Stumble in again

Pinpricks in black silk

Shrouding summer nights like fog

Darkness cover me

Dark storm clouds rising

Viscous grey and smokey white

From concrete towers

From sweet meadow grass

Among fresh green bracken fronds

Concrete towers rise

Our silver sister

Silences the softer stars

She still stands supreme

Between dark storm clouds

A glimmering chink of sun

Like a reminder

The water cycles

Seedlings sprout from dust and ash

Rivers always flow

Rivers slip away

Clouds disappear in the rain

Every fire dies

As moths to a flame

As rivers to the ocean

As clouds into rain

Embers on our souls

Glow and smoke into the night

Keeping bugs at bay

Half a silver moon

Winking with dark crater eyes

A sleepy mirror

Shy roe deer scatter

Into a dark oak thicket

The cloak of twilight

If I could eat grass

I would settle on this moor

With wild ponies

Lost in soft red trunks

A giant green canopy

Standing still in time

Smooth grey pebble stacks

Loom and rain across the bay

Crabs sneaking below

On steep wooded slopes

We found a white stone altar

Origin unknown