Tag: gold

Funambulists*

Carrie has given us this high walking girl to rouse our Sunday Muse

Late riser

Panning for gold photographers scan their skyline still blue – and bluer still – until the sun shafts 2000k of spectrum ray glass glints, refracting magic eye of my camera shuttered I’m a dawntreader in dreams only bouncing from bed for the gilt of… Continue Reading “Late riser”

Gold dust

A small, still green umbrella of a tree stood its ground in the graveyard , just as a soldier might against the bloody rust and decay of the last battle. And there you sat – such a life-like resurrection I left my body to come and see a stranger rose and went by instead, kicking up up… Continue Reading “Gold dust”