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They say only the south wind flattens grass

Title taken form “Surfacing” by Kathleen Jamie as given by Sarah for her Poetics prompt: Travels in the wild

Goodbye November

“The landscape sleeps in mist from morn till noon;And, if the sun looks through, ’tis with a faceBeamless and pale and round, as if the moon,When done the journey of her nightly race,Had found him sleeping, and supplied his place…” John Clare, ‘The Shepherd’s… Continue Reading “Goodbye November”

Slow coach

A big locomotive has pulled into town,Heavy, humungus, with sweat rolling down,A plump jumbo olive.Huffing and puffing and panting and smelly,Fire belches forth from her fat cast iron belly. Poof, how she’s burning,Oof, how she’s boiling,Puff, how she’s churning,Huff, how she’s toiling.She’s fully exhausted… Continue Reading “Slow coach”