Grey Muse
The nowness of everything
Saturday, 16 December 2017
Snaring words ...
I'm snaring words -
They dart past me like wild eyed hares -
They bring light to the darkening fields -
Each one is a leaf on an ancient tree -
14.45
Saturday 16 December 2017
Studland
Dorset
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