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Summer Seascape
In the sun's mid-day heat
I see the tall field grasses flow, swell
and come towards me in waves
surging before the day's wind
the seed-head spume constantly bowing
seems to fall on the field strand where I stand.
The rhythmic onslaught of the waves
continues through the long afternoon -
a tide of wind-driven swells and rollers
always flowing to my feet, w...
Thursday 21st February 2019 12:34 pm
Harvest Memories
Glorious was that day:
Star rich the summer sky
Amongst the sun warm hay
We stole a sack on which to lie
Warm was that night:
Grass framed the starry gems
Below the hov'ring kite
We kissed amongst the tall grass stems
Heavenly was that tryst:
Grass rough the bed we made
Below a dusky mist
We took our love as grasses swayed
Fierce was that lust:
...Friday 11th January 2019 4:01 pm
The Old Beech Trees
As an evening bat dips and feeds
Lost light dims down the summer night
To deep dusk blue as the bright sun cedes
To soft moon above beech tree height
In the gentle night's warm azure sky
The beech trees' majesty holds sway
Their silhouettes hide the lone owl cry
Black shapes caressed by owlish grey
These trees have lived so many ages
Their trunks have known the...
Wednesday 14th March 2018 2:43 pm
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