Posted tagged ‘sun’

Ridgeway

July 7, 2012


When my feet
Touch this path of rusty flint
And sun bleached chalk

Present and past
Have no meaning,
It is all one
Here at the edge.

Grey wethers,
Woman and man,
Stand forever bound in stone,
Elf shot and spindle whorl
Cast aside.
Lynchettes lie fallow
Under the vast and ragged blue.
Mewing buzzards rise and wheel
Through aeons.

What is this earth,
This stone?
Blood and bone?
A restless churning tide
Of stardust?
My footsteps echo
Through the rolling
Vaults of time.

St. Stephen’s Day

December 26, 2011

discarded wrapping paper

leftovers

lethargy

all is the same

on hold

different but the same

timelessness invades

even the sun hovers

trapped between ancient stones

undecided

a backwards glance

everything slides away