My body will smell of smoke

Rain fell earlier this afternoon - 

Clouds lay heavy in the humid air -

I walk in the garden after the rain -

Already there are apples on the tree -

They will grow as this strange summer grows -

Brightness will keep on falling from the air - 

I will carry my memories like fragile gifts -

My body will smell of smoke -

Thursday 18 June 2020

The Old School House 

East Stoke 

Dorset