autumn (Remove filter)
written in the dirt
this autumn morning
winter’s aperitif
is served on the rocks
shaken and stirring
come downpour now
unleash your jotting scribe and
cast the showery runes of fables untried
forge scripts along our droughty lanes
of songs for all that yet remain
or wash away those pages brown,
whelm witness to our temporal sway
we’ll listen to the eager eart...
Thursday 5th September 2013 9:58 pm
Walk Through September and Make it to the Other Side
hear the sound of every rusted, blunted mace
as they greet and meet through gravity’s lack of grace,
each at thirty two point two,
the fateful rate of this heaving season
where fruits misplace a summer’s trust to kiss the dirt
and, where they fall, corrode and stall the wheels of love
for those we find untouchable
while yet our hearts may still enmesh, b...
Sunday 30th September 2012 10:27 am
Recent Comments
R A Porter on The Eternal Flame
7 hours ago
David RL Moore on You can kill some of the people some of the time but you can't kill all of the people all of the time
10 hours ago
leon stolgard on HOPE!
11 hours ago
rob1967able on Colony 2B
11 hours ago
Landi Cruz on You can kill some of the people some of the time but you can't kill all of the people all of the time
11 hours ago
leon stolgard on In our lost curved ball world
12 hours ago
Landi Cruz on evensong
12 hours ago
David R Mellor on A Little Bird
12 hours ago
David R Mellor on A Little Bird
12 hours ago
Landi Cruz on evensong
12 hours ago