2nd March 2019

Apertures agape

Beside the blackthorn blossom

Creatures cast their clouts

11th January 2019

Greenish goads grow gold

On our rugged robust rods

Spiny evergreens

Early Eastern light

Edges each and every line

In English Elm leaves

Eventually

Never not necrotizing

Death diminishes

English, Dutch or Field

Lanky leafless limbs lengthen

Must we too succumb

Secret, solitary

Earthy, underground dweller

The lonely badger

Deep down in the dirt

I drive the shovel into

Grimy gravel ground