September 2022

Approaching autumn

I sit on a low benchwaiting for the first drops of rain,enjoying the warm stillness before the storm Birds head for the trees,but I am not worried:I can see the housebetween the cedars A few steps are all it will take:white…

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Perfect view

The tide slides in again,creeps into the car park,curves gracefully round the green islandbeside the point Creation strolls pastchained to strange beastspulled this way and thatgoing nowhere:giants stand on the horizoneating beetles Abandoned boats sink slowlyinto the marsh:the battered bridge…

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