wind riddle

whisper energy exchange

billion year old sunbeams

what is water?


eat the food

til I turn to dust

like old mountains

was I ever here

12 No Preparation

All those times spent thinking of rhymes
I found a feather on parched grass
The dogs found a mole it died with one shake
Our path leads to woodland and a lake
Little blue shed, empty at the end of the garden 
Carcass of a hedgehog rots in the heat
Beyond wide flat field an industrial horizon
A white butterfly flits over the rill
In the shade of the willow the hunter awaits
The grass perishes in the open heat of the sun

12 No Preparation

Shaded Willow