Day 9 Today Im scared An appointment People are kind No fear of the needle sharp scratch No fear of the … Continue reading Day 9
Capsules of Potential. The tiny speck enclosing a life. Warm soil gentle water light all set to release leaves , … Continue reading Poetry day 8
White Rose County Steel, wool, cotton industrial architecture Cheese, honey, fish and chips coast, city, moor Luscious green fields feeding … Continue reading Day7
Journal of a walk. Nine miles Pine needled forest dappled light. Open moor heather and bracken. A grouse takes … Continue reading Poetry Day 6
Bridestones Today I sat by your side Bird in old Norse. Strong and solid you guard the valley. Holders of … Continue reading Poem day 5
The sunset and colours on the North York Moors were like being on the cusp of a new world. Continue reading Cusp
Creases Half heartedly I slide from the covers no otter from its bank no grace eyes half shut body creased … Continue reading Poem day 4.
Viewpoint Cawthorn an incredible view Staunton moor, Rosedale, fertile grass, dark woodland Wild heath. Tiny white dots graze the fields. … Continue reading Day 3-a poem a day in April.