Every Picture Tells a Story: Winter’s sudden contemplation

When the night scented stock come in And all of the dusk reigns around us A musky smoke Of burning leaves and wet rocks All is cosy, locked in and battened down A sleepy knowingness seeps in A season and reason for movement is over And the winter sits down long and low Her frosty embrace –Continue reading “Every Picture Tells a Story: Winter’s sudden contemplation”

Every picture tells a story: Contemplating the shore

The shore of our lives Thats where we meet Together you and I The severed parts of our past And enticing preludes of the future Our children Our forebears All who dipped their toes in first Where all is made anew and dressed again Made youthful, pure and sacred once more Beyond time, place orContinue reading “Every picture tells a story: Contemplating the shore”