From All @ Sea 2014 coming soon on Amazon 

 

River slow

under willow

over reed

light mist

bulrush whisper

of far away

far away

& the old oak

bones its hands

to the hard blue sky

frost in mid-morning

no tourists.

 

Dreams of past time

expectation in the

hawthorn

fall of rose hip

King Harry rides by

echoes gather in the falling dusk

regurgitate their  memories

for us to steal

clear away