Standing astride the wind, high on the downs
looking across her island home
these wild places of sky storm and sea,
she held firm, her one desire, to capture
the storm, the ending of the day.
As the wind howled around her legs
challenging territory rights of storm
over human, girl in…
A small poem about love
The sky is pink and gold tonight, shifting, changing,
lit up like Las Vegas, soft colours in the desert sky
I sit in my bed surrounded and mounded
in white, like blossom fallen in drifts around me.
I may sleep or not, as the night decides.
Dreamless state, safe from the…