Originally written 25th October 2017. Very late night, in a Jura foothills little wooden cabin. Just over a day away from a place I might have called ‘home’ for some months –
Awoke, to the waxing call
of a guttering candle,
and eternal sighs
of a creamy crescent moon,
burying itself in hill shoulder.
Time, to wonder
and write to it,
all, with love.
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Next up ‘ The forest fell from the sky
(Melo – phoenix days) ‘ ?