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soft visionary

in thin greys, the wet veil
obscures and makes mysterious,

haunts the weakened front,
that covers us.

late season, quiet,
bluebells drip in the wood,

wild garlic smothers
and scents,

clouds of tiny lives,
living and dying

on the wing.

to all intents and purposes,
i am alone,

out in this landscape on my own,
arresting the wind

so that it could carry me home.

it is the dampness of the day
brings out the hunger,

the warm longing
as i feel the soft soil under,

relent and give,
supporting me,

all that i am, in thoughts i harbour
is a soft visionary.

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Comments

  • MINDSET
    MINDSETabout 1 year ago

    Wow…. I like this……………

  • thanks mindset! :))

    – uncleblack

  • Beautifuldreamer
    Beautifuldreamerabout 1 year ago

    This line especially touches me, “It is the dampness of the day
    brings out the hunger.”

    Your poetry never disappoints!

  • really pleased to know that BD, thank you, it is so nice to receive these lovely comments

    – uncleblack

  • Scriptpainter2
    Scriptpainter2about 1 year ago

    An instant favourite – love the depth and imagery in your work, cheers

  • i’m glad you enjoy it sp2, always appreciated..

    – uncleblack

  • erichbiemer
    erichbiemerabout 1 year ago

    quite special….

  • many many thanks erich..

    – uncleblack

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