We cut, carve and climb
Train and trim: bend, burn and break
What do trees demand?
18th November 2020
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17th November 2020
The days still shorten
In the shrinking horizon
So we must press on
16th November 2020
The slow silent creep
In wiry tendrils entwined
Bramblers always win
15th November 2020
These fleeting moments
Impossible to capture
Like hunting for ghosts
14th November 2020
Hazy halos hang
Between bare brackish branches
Murky mists make myths
13th November 2020
And what will remain
Of the things we do and say
In a thousand years?
12th November 2020
When all you have left
Are memories, cling on tight
Never let them go
11th November 2020
Old questions expel
From every crook and nanny
Derelict puzzles
10th November 2020
Some days slowly slide
Into dreams from somewhere else
Gently slip away
9th November 2020
Through our father’s fields
We will follow every path
Crooked and oblique
