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Grey ‘air-ship’ convoy clouds lumber across the sky, trees shake and bend traffic-light pole sways leaves skitter about (and something sharp hit my...

far dust we each leave far dust, star dust, on each other, human bumps and scrapes and knocks, like asteroids at bounce our dust of origins –...

Its that Crazy Time Of The Year By Paul McCann Kangaroo jumped, the pigs went grunt , the skunk went stinkity poo . The cows all mooed and the owls...

There is a biting wind coming across the salt-water loch. The waves are up and the smell of the brine and seaweed is strong. Snow-capped mountains...

Reading some of the poems, and just walking around our village, reminds me of how much we associate rain as a winter condition; that prompted me to find this old poem, to give an aternative, where rain (as I well remember) is a god-send. (Image courtesy of Wikimedia Commons)

17/10/23 Drones fly over Settlement Walls, on the top of hills in modern day Samaria and Judea. Some are shot down by programmed protection, but many...

Bikes clatter as they pass beneath pools of lamplight which sporadically fall, warm circles revealing cobbled streets, while shadows cast long. Late...

There was a rainbow monday afternoon there was a rain shower I went outside and there it was. I was surprised I'd only vaguely hoped. The full...

By the Candlelight of Saints The chill of church pews where St George is a martyr, silence staid by solemnity, ambient flames flicker cobalt; moments...