Today the wind had a bite in it.

Knowing a rainbow had nowhere to hide He sought solace walking in the woods. The trees on his tramp through the woods Busy with incessant rain fall. Their boughs shaking off yellowed leaves. The vapours, and the blended notes of Birdsong enhanced this constitutional. The various gifts the wood dispenses Manna for the writer within. […]

In increasing misery,

Under the colour of the moon As the winter wind blew chill He made himself “comfortable” In an open doorway. Loneliness, its fragrance “nil” Rucksack his travellers pillow – His security blanket. His secret prayer may be “Tomorrow guide me on my way” Once the cock has crowed Announcing the coming of a new day […]

Through wind and mist

Glistening sunlight upon the dew Welcomes a winter morning Crows skawking, cawing scavenge for scraps While a murmuration of starlings Far out over sand dunes Put on a magic show for an audience of one The golden sand today Blackened from constant rainfall and stormy winds Littered with debris Washed in from sea and close […]