watching the valley
for fog, rising,
a silhouetted blackbird hops
moon, full and fat
curling silhouette, black branch against the twilight
kiss of gold on evening trees, rich with the last drop of sun
The application of light is
in the forest.
A sea of escaped green,
telling fast wild
poems of promise.
Sea of green,
breath of love,
stream of promise.
cool blink of January sun ~ green brown fields of Galloway rolling curving ~ undulating ~ heart shouts wild alive
a bitter east wind, cutting the day;
fields, hard with a scattering of snow;
January has the earth in her grip; first snowdrops bloom