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Gratitude


 

We arrived in our thousands,
laden; waterproofed and prepared
for the squelching, umber trudge.
 

We stalked, staked claim to the land
and built our temporary shelters;
effective but impossible to find
 

in the torch-lit, twilight damp. Loosened
by like-minded company, eventide found us
beneath the endless Suffolk skyscape,
 

throwing shapes as though invisible;
a cagoule-cassocked choir offering
hedonistic hymns in exchange
 

for a brief respite from the rain.
As we left, small pieces of us clung
to the bosky oasis; twirling bootprints
 

in the clotted clay, descant notes
perched as dew on forest leaves
and sighs that skittered
 

on the illuminated lake. Yet,
as the light slipped towards
the end of the earth, I realised
 

that each of us was leaving
with so much more than we
had packed in our rucksacks.
 
 

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nine lines of loveliness after a week of rain


 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Paddling swiftly now beyond
deluged days and swollen nights,
 

ebony umbrellas languish
in hushed oaken hallways,
yesterday’s dolor
puddling monochrome.
 

In the prism-drenched
meadows of tomorrow
parasols and petticoats twirl.
 
 

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Up on the Roof


 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Diurnal curtain falls as Belenus
takes a bow, casting angled
shadows on slated gambrel.
 

Dusk deep-toes rusty gutters;
twilight’s precipitous bluff
sloughed in pulpous moss.
 

Calignosity clings to the ridge,
rinsing secrets in rainwater,
awaiting incandescent resurrection.
 
 

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the secret life of trees


 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

nascent honeysuckling babe
catkin velveteen murmured ripple
rosehip nipple
 

naive milk-bathed melody
harmonic lilt of newborn crush
 

crushed
 

broken, rooted, steeped in scraith
charred, scraw-clawed ascent
scraping cobalt canopy
 

corkscrew willowed silhouette
seeking beams and
warmdrench summer rain
 
 

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Soaked


 

As sopping cotton clings to skin
and flashbacks dance in Autumn rain,
grown woman greets the child again.
 

Brown feet in puddles, splash and spin,
cold toe wriggles, girlish giggles,
slim arms outstretched to wicked grin.
 

It seems this one was never twain
as sopping cotton clings to skin.
 

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Heal ~ Triple Haiku


 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

lunar-lit steel sea
recedes towards horizon –
black rock emerges
 

clean breaks don’t exist
brittle sticks splinter in two –
multiple fractures
 

rain persists for days
until clouds evaporate –
arched prism ascends
 

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