Grey Muse
The nowness of everything
Tuesday, 4 August 2020
Swimming in Worbarrow Bay ...
I was held like a small bird -
Swimming in the rollicking dazzling sea -
Swept back and forth -
Cast upon shining pebbles -
Wild clouds in the sky -
Wind blowing through the bones of houses -
Monday 3 August 2020
Worbarrow Bay
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