Sunday, 17 January 2021

An icy necklace ..



The sun was setting -

Long shadows were cast by oak and alder -

I thought of the hour my father died - 

The suddenness of his leaving - 

The way his bright room was taken from him -

His chair, his table -

The sadness of it like wearing an icy necklace -


Thursday 14 January 2021


Highwood 

Dorset 


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