Wednesday, 3 August 2016

from The Zen Space 2016

Work recently published in The Zen Space 2016   Summer Edition

white cyclamen
her nightdress wafts
last light

settling in the wake
of their feet
a pair of swans

morning frost
born on a puff of mist
the robin’s note

secluded pond
a feral cat drinks in

such frailty
wild crocuses    we lean
into prevailing winds

across ice flowers
first thing
the skitter of wrens

cliff top walk
a snail bleached white
fills with rain

Easter Low Tide

Easter low tide
broke back hulls
expose permanence


we take time to muse
a ship’s finality
demised in flint

ribbed reefs
stuck deep

our circled tracks
await each wave’s

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