Poetry Blogs (cycle)
At the edge of land the day rises
the sun rides in on lazy waves
dripping its still wet rays to dewy earth
Shadows fill with definition
becoming animated they uncoil upright
between infinity and certain end
And there they mingle
each giving purpose to the other
a ceaseless cycle of un-touching friction
An umbilical wi-fi life
Monday 27th March 2017 8:41 am
The flickering light calls from
across the disused railway embankment
like a lonely beacon sending signals
into the misty grey dawn.
Quietly questioning a world
still wrapped in strong arms of slumber.
I consider sending an answer,
would that I understood its coded question.
I’m drawn into its intoxicating world by
the pulsating rhythm of its incandescent heart...
Tuesday 7th July 2015 10:15 am
Saturday 20th March 2010 12:02 pm