24 September 2016


                      glenbrittle morning  
                           (a snapshot)                
   

                     the forest is a vault of vapour and spectral trees

                                              listen

                                         somewhere
                                        behind it all
                            a crow coughs like a colicky dog
                              choking on its own isolation

                                       beside the track
                  young trees revel in diadems of liquid light
                                               and
                        bow to the applause of nearby streams

                                                then
                          like a passing well-remembered kiss
                                                   a
                                             buzzard
                                                 mews
                                                  and
                                                 soars
                                                above
                                              the mist

                                               listen


                                           ……………….

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