Tag: graveyard

In perpetuity

“Nor will I then thy modest grace forget” (Wordsworth) raindrops on snowdrops late February after the melt where Marjorie, beloved sister always missed, resides perpetually in peace, in Latin script milk flower coverings modest sprays that naturalise with splendid vigour; vital signs of the… Continue Reading “In perpetuity”

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”