early evening, early autumn glow

            as mersey mist descends

bright as mid summer but fresh

21^st century silhouettes

peaceful

like a new start

 

smoke rises on the water

21^st century sounds

grumble

 

i'm no longer the rural riddle

and i don’t miss it… much

this is the new start

 

and looking out onto early evening

mersey mist

there are no sewers spewing smells

i can’t see the ground

there is no conversation

that grumble? low like a tiger

is continuous like music

 

and the swell of the river’s ebbs and flows

slows down my breathing

until i am hibernating