sunrise (Remove filter)
Aurora
This poem was written after a day exploring Omaha Beach, one of the D-Day invasion beaches of Normandy.
Aurora
Before the dawn the north wind rails
at electric curtains of purple, acid green;
soft and terrible sails
that drape the stars,
flare bright as crystaline arctic nights.
Shall I walk far through silver beech
to reach hibernating huntsmen? Snow-shoed,
can I f...
Sunday 8th October 2017 12:39 pm
Recent Comments
New Shoes on Wild Woman (22.)
59 minutes ago
Landi Cruz on Strolling Players
1 hour ago
David RL Moore on Strolling Players
1 hour ago
John Coopey on SWINGING
2 hours ago
Evan Tyler on hugh
4 hours ago
R A Porter on The Eternal Flame
4 hours ago
Robert C Gaulke on Like Children
5 hours ago
Nigel Astell on IMG_20240414_165928_HDR.jpg
5 hours ago
Graham Sherwood on SWINGING
6 hours ago
leon stolgard on SWINGING
6 hours ago