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

14 Turn To Dust

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

14 Turn To Dust

Shaded Willow