Sunday, 13 September 2020

#256 - September in Wollstonegrad

 


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September in Wollstonegrad

 

 

windows in a reflection

a forest and creatures there

 

down to the harbour

and fondly remember

tomorrow belonging

the day ahead

 

lavender tangle

glimmers and ponding

 

it was all time gathered here

from young

like a book of what to do

and still writing

 

I love a look up through branches

down to the harbour in vines

 

bright sun underlid to show

train wore a mask that year 




















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