The lava red road
Leads me ever nearer home
East and west I go
sunset
24th September 2018#
Get up from your desk
Wring out the last summer drops
Retreat to your nest
19th September 2018
You are the darkness
Hanging in the golden air
You are the voices
17th September 2018
Chestnut sunlight falls
Sidelong through the last green grass
Blonde summer heights gone
12th September 2018
Under the briar
Creeping through dusky half light
Last year’s leaves rustle
5th September 2018
I long to get out
I hate to miss the sunset
I would rather walk
20th August 2018
Stinging eyes of blue
Carried on rising black plumes
An internal bruise
