Wednesday, 5 March 2014

this morning

still ...  the slightest frost
seagulls soaring overhead
weaving their way inland
storm? another one coming

hazel's time powdering pollen
catkins golden rain
green velvet covered oak
black velvet dog sniffing

steaming woods grey light
gasping into the bright
bejewelled with melting frost

joy the light returns, not lost


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