A walk
The grey cold of winter rainlashes face and hands and me.Raven clouds dark as my damaged thoughtslie overhead, threatening, sinister.Muddy […]
Winter
Tweetpoem #4: Winters cold harbour
Winter mist and morningGrey ghosts of trees and geese and peopleWeary homeward trudgingWarmth awaitingHarbour from a cold cold day
Winter Sunrise
Winter sunriseSalmon vapoured cloudsIn beryl sky swimGeese flyingIn playful arrowed formPass over meMy footfallOn iced grass remainsA lonely path By