Burnham Beeches with Anna, 1985
the sadness of sundays
persists
even amidst
the various
reds, yellows, browns and golds
of stormy autumn
and as I walk
I have in mind
the fragility of a veined
porcelain
hand
and who am I to resist
this child's
every imperative?
Stu Buck
Wed 26th Aug 2015 15:48
this is very good. veined porcelain hand is excellent, as is the near-haikuesqueness (surely not a word) throughout. very emotive and easily conjures up a lovely image.