The pretentious prattlings of a piss poor poet
Waves upon the wilding coast Far flung spume of grey Atlantic Scudding clouds, dark in fury Over headland pass in haste I stand alone And watch the passion Of sea, of sky Of wind, of rain Conjoined In union Of violence Hurled Upon Earth Full mighty
18/09/1999
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Scudded greying cloud
Dark sky framing
Soaks green grass ground
Raging race rises
Tear bringing, death giving
Force of nature wronged
23/11/2009
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Winter storm blowing
Lone leaf on branch falling
Buffeted by the breeze
Earthward bound
To rest with still hallowed friends
Forever
19/11/2009
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Slow silent flows the river
Past willow, rush and grass
Mountain born
Snow fed
Aged now
Silt laden
Meandering, turgid
Giving of its being
As it passes
Heading onwards
Towards an ancient mixing
With wide Atlantic
06/09/2000
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Eagles cry, eagles haunt
Above moorland
Of grouse
And heather
And life
Myriad sheep trod paths
Lead me deeper
Into this delightful, deceptive freedom
On the edge
Of my existence
Fresh, cold, sharp winds
Buffet me
And roar
Deep gullies
In my soul
Cutting deep
They wound
And cleanse
And drive cobwebs
Long grown
From my being
And once again
I am me
And I am free
18/09/1998
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