The Brook In The Hollow
Falling water,
Lullaby for peaceful dreams,
Tumbles over ancient granite,
Cascades to deep pools,
Echoes through the hollow,
Near silent frozen winter nights,
Windows closed tight,
Spring snow melting,
Thunders through the hollow,
Gurgling and giggling summer's eves,
Trickling in harmony with falling leaves,
Ever present in the house at the end of the village,
S...
Thursday 18th October 2018 2:55 am
Diamond Dust
Early January,
Through the holidays,
Late evening,
Clear night, brittle cold,
Common up here,
A brief walk with the dog before bed
Underfoot snow squeaks as no other sound,
The dog shivers
I shiver,
Three quarter moon rises low in the southeast,
Stocking cap, coat, boots, gloves,
I shiver again,
No wind, no sound than squeaking of boots on snow,
Just cold,
...Thursday 18th October 2018 2:37 am
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