It's been such a busy week my small stones are just observations scribbled in my notebook that haven't yet made it into poems or prose. A summary of my week in a few images. Who knows where they might go?
A crow falling away from the wind, like a black rag.
The car waltzes on/water, powered by the wind./A pivotal movement.
What do you do when the switch inside your head decides it's morning, in the middle of the night?
In the pub, watching the fire-light through a glass of wine. A good place to be on a cold evening.
For lots of good Tuesday Poems please visit the Tuesday Poets website at www.tuesdaypoem.blogspot.com
For more Small Stones in the River of Stones check out www.writingourwayhome.com
A crow falling away from the wind, like a black rag.The car waltzes on/water, powered by the wind./A pivotal movement.
What do you do when the switch inside your head decides it's morning, in the middle of the night?
In the pub, watching the fire-light through a glass of wine. A good place to be on a cold evening.
For lots of good Tuesday Poems please visit the Tuesday Poets website at www.tuesdaypoem.blogspot.com
For more Small Stones in the River of Stones check out www.writingourwayhome.com
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