386

 awake without eyes

dressing in pieces of night

this is a sleep walk

a land masked with clouds falling

over our town stones

over our eyes of stillness

over our stopped hearts

what now is this place? not home

not anymore not hope

where now is the place of life

for sky's embrace of our land

387

 I saw them legion

through a ripped sky a holed earth

the angels laughing

388 word death

 we gave up our words

for the lies of our eyes - screens

doctor all our truths

385

 my words are broken

your words are broken retreat

behind our masked lies

384

 testing times ahead

probably on the streets or

midnight in your bed

383

 berlin wall would not

fall today without everyone's

pre-vaccination

382

 nelson mandela

would not be released today

unless he wore masks

381

 a world of slogans

digitally broken words

where death is silence

380

 we fruit of the earth

belonging to sky and land

will go back to ground

379 wee beastie

timerous? not mine

crossing motorway in rain

a small thread of life

378 sleepless

in the night I lost

all form and breath just hurting

minute by minute

377 enslaved

first the animals

plants for them plants for us last

land cut and enclosed

376

 sleepless in uproar 

at days dwindling darkness

a seabed heartbeat

375

the old grass folding

over a lone fallen branch

like my hair my bones

374 collasping

i can't breathe
this twilight of ours
beyond words

373 heart

heart came from the tribe
when we stopped moving we farmed
declared war on all

372

for the sky falling
a land uprising people
circle dwindling

371

for the sun creeping
a land waiting dark and cold
our brightening heart

370 strange football

dynamic rovers
wander in and out of earth
human footfall club

369

cows standing in fields
nowhere to go cars passing
blurring time and place

368 grub

the false gods gave us
a food chain woven by wants
with eyes of heartbreak

367

hungry ghost human
floods of desire but no home
to store or contain

366 grounded

hawthorn green with death
newborn dove still beside trunk
this sort of summer

364 Nightmare

we fill sky with screams
of those whom we eat horror
fills the earth and sleep

363 Medication Holiday

brain so dry it creaks
dinner plate eyes boulder face
sameness darkening

362 Pulling Apart

i want to gather
but the way is of dispersal
a place without names

361 Abiding

land has its order
but heavens calm abiding
is like a mill pond

360 Covid 19 On West Sands Beach

its everywhere
virus and air fear and life
skylarks singing love

359 Farmed

hillside huddled stilled
by rain by confinement by loss
of hope and movement

358

death is not to come
death is here now holding your
lived years in darkness

seneca

357

the sea forewarns you
of times to come, all outcomes
by the grace of tides

356 Passage

On the ship of life
On the sea of death rejoice
The crest of each wave

355

This is our nature
All events have stepping stones
A rise and a fall

354

For storm gathering
For man walking his lostness
A hare puddle drinks

353

In bed with stillness
Is this life misunderstood
is death understood

352

Pond of dead wood rain
Dimples pulling to  edges
Where we stand like trees

351

High in winter's tree
Bare branch birds that gently sway
Give up day for night

350

The sky reachers soft
Wrap you with scent and stillness
Remember heartwood

349

I wake on sharp rocks
To piece together a day
From lumps of grey sky

348

A line of hill flows
Into a still wood soft mud
Underfoot silence