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Overcast

OVERCAST

We’ve had words
Now there’s just silence
Hanging in the air
Our backs are turned
We stare into the distance
For the present moment is
Too uncomfortable to bear
Perhaps in time …

Hopefully

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This was composed for crispina kemp’s Crimson’s Creative Challenge #78.

Chain Saw Massacre

CHAIN SAW MASSACRE

A tiny whisper
Once there was a forest here
A silent teardrop

While Rambling

WHILE RAMBLING

An awkward pause and hangs
Littering an otherwise tidy saunter

A moveless tension, a muted shudder
A waltz, a tango beyond sight or sound

Flowery meadow once dappled glades
Enfolding the as yet unimaginables

A fresh breeze stirs the stillness
Pops the wig bubble and I walk on

Oaks A’borning

Thanks to my kind friends Phil and Susan this piece of mine was included in the Mind Trees Of The Urban Forest* project, performed by John Chambers.

 

 

https://www.carlislecollective.co.uk/tccf2019/acts/mind-trees-of-the-urban-forest

Dear William

DEAR WILLIAM

Blooming before us
Daffodils remain speechless
For what are words worth?

Nature And The Unnatural

NATURE AND THE UNNATURAL

That which is so obvious,
so moving
to many of us
seems though invisible
to those
whose eyes are fixed
solely on shekels.

Echoes

ECHOES

Ashes now your flesh
Yet I hear your lost voice still
In blackbird, in thrush

Poetess: Haiku

POETESS

Ageing observer
Leaves replacing butterflies
Means nothing to her

The Fifth Element

THE FIFTH ELEMENT

Nature’s elements
Fire, water, air and earth
Beckon our spirit

Open Secret

OPEN SECRET

Droplets a-sparkle
Wink in the sudden sunshine
Nothing more to say

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