Winter mist and morning Grey ghosts of trees and geese and people Weary homeward trudging Warmth awaiting Harbour from a cold hard day 03/12/2009
The pretentious prattlings of a piss poor poet
Winter mist and morning Grey ghosts of trees and geese and people Weary homeward trudging Warmth awaiting Harbour from a cold hard day 03/12/2009
Winter storm blowing Lone leaf on branch falling Buffeted by the breeze Earthward bound To rest with still hallowed friends Forever 19/11/2009
Winter sunrise Salmon vapoured clouds In beryl sky swim Geese flying In playful arrowed form Pass over me My footfall On iced grass remains A…
The grey cold of winter rain lashes face and hands and me. Raven clouds dark as my damaged thoughts lie overhead, threatening, sinister. Muddy paths…