Monday 31 January 2011

So here it is, my last small stone for the River!


On a dual carriage way
between the busy lanes,
a huddled mound of
blackened cloth?


...I think I will have continue to collect small stones for my own stream - I'm a little bit hooked now! ;-)

Sunday 30 January 2011

Two brown boots
carefully aligned,
laces languid.

Saturday 29 January 2011

In the distance beyond the patchwork fields,
they stride purposefully around the valley’s edge.

Wednesday 26 January 2011

I watch the mist curl
down over the horizon
in horizontal stripes.

Tuesday 25 January 2011

The clouds mirror the
mountains, in frothy peaks.

Monday 24 January 2011

In need of an anchor,
I'm floating away
on sudsied waters.

Friday 21 January 2011

I couldn’t resist, I didn’t try
I judged a book by its cover,
now I’m afraid to peer inside.