Skomer in May

her flowers in the morning bluebells freed from forgotten trees by ancient civilisation drift to the wild ocean, Atlantic rocks crested by waves of defiant white campion --- her manxies by daylight in among the beauty lie little bags of bones, victims of the bright night, as scattered mourning stones --- her greater black-backeds remote … Continue reading Skomer in May

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one little life

“CHATCK CHATCK CHATCK”, his mother’s urgent warnings were too late. Little Jack was already dangerously low over the road. He banked, frantically flapping to regain height, but he was inexperienced. An older bird would have quickly landed and weaved between the vehicles. They weren’t moving fast, departing traffic casting final glances at my shadows. So […]

clock

Tick-tock, tick-tock sun long summer casts one more glancing glow Tick-tock, tick-tock old friend departs wisps of her by my door Tick-tock, tick-tock hope to forget promising hatchling cries Tick-tock, tick-tock free hearts pumping into fresh migrant wings Tick-tock, tick-tock time flies away beyond my sunken path Tick-tock, tick-tock fat ripe acorns from branches sag … Continue reading clock