We are bright moons reflected in other people’s skies
Photo by and copyright of Alexey Yurenev
My latest musings
Explain to me please – the point of a tigers’ footprints in the snow. Deep impressions in the impermanence. If only existence was different to the transience of shadows in frozen water. Though we try to assume the might of doomed dinosaurs and leave our mark in clay or sand or mud, time will eraseContinue reading “Tiger prints”
From above the opaque plastic mask that oozed oxygen into her lungs, two bowl-shaped brown eyes rolled slowly in my direction, and they smiled at me. From beneath the standard issue, tissue-paper-thin, patterned gown that posed as a protector to her dignity, a slender, tired hand gently rose, and it waved at me. From acrossContinue reading “A moment in time”
Deep in the Dales, a church bell rings in time and rhyme with a clanging breakfast chime. A bobbing Robin dips and chips, ignoring the tooing and froing cows there lowing. Creaking kettles announce their being, whistles call in response to a Dove’s soft cooing. Tractors churn and turn, ploughing cloud furrows for silent SwallowsContinue reading “Bells and whistles”
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