Short little day draws
Lazy curtains hide the flaws
Sudden darkness falls
10th November 2018
Carry us away
On dark November water
In the Viking’s wake
9th November 2018
A mottled feather
I look up as you swoop off
Now we’re barbed and hooked
8th November 2018
As green becomes brown
Field mice burrow underground
Autumn’s fallen crown
7th November 2018
Under cold hard stones
Crawling through tangled brambles
Clamber our way home
6th November 2018
Soft horizon skin
The morning mist retreating
How easy words flow
5th November 2018
Among dusty trees
They have everything they need
Here there is no greed
