left here in dreams

Duck tracks in snow, improbable things, Regal dyed shroud, Stars beckoning, Gentle soled footsteps, Nightingale smiles, Secrets unfolding… Snow soft on cedars, veins growing cold, Winter nights calling, Memories old, Chisel and granite, ice-fever dreams, Lifetimes undoing… Cardboard in concrete now, unfinished plans, Ice chips, apple juice, Straw, quaking hands, Read more…

Go!

Go! Her spirit is not here. We few walls could never contain such a marvellous thing. Taste the wide sky. Drink from the quick, beating heart of the still iron stream. Sing in the night with a chorus of trees. Dance. Allow Earth’s breath now wild from the west to Read more…