of all the shapes
the wind could be -
purple irises

I have breath
for your wings
and a mind full of sky
so don't tell me
it's too late for love

one last look
across the fields
before leaving -
a poet
full of dreams

Blogger Issue!

There was an issue with 'Blogger' last Thursday / Friday that meant any comments left on those two days were wiped from the system.

It only affected my last post, so if I have missed your comment I apologise, however it was beyond my control.

Feel free to re-post your comments if you wish to.

Best wishes

Paul

spring dusk -
the river pauses
for a moment
to take the weight
of a swan

the lake unfolds...
a ripple
for each breath