524 cold dog

 i wrap dog

All day for winter

Hunts us both

523 christmas

 here again

Children gone our hearts

Falling snow

522 walking

 fields far end

More free and more joined

With winter

521 6am

 walk into

a large champagne moon

freed from earth

520 Beach walk

 our west sands

Today dressed in fog

Hidden joy

519 Whistling

 a metallic storm

Dreamt up by the ears nothing

stays silent or still

518 Closer

 air all wet

Inside the house too

winter creeps

517 Solid

 know your bones deeply

Carry their weight into life

On earth under sky

516 Dark Circle

 one that got away

Found one that promised to stay

still one got away

515 Mutual

 our lives elude us

Our best try is side by side

Roving horizons

514 Together

 shoulder to shoulder

our nights silent darkness

you make my sleep brave

513 Ancient Rain

the sky is falling

today we stay chew on bones

animals wait too

512 hunter gatherer

 to be here not there

is a slow death not human

now more a machine

511 the way it is

underneath all things

an uncontrollable scream

of the constant change

510 A Song

 sleep is a small death

carried on the back of day

will this practice help

when it comes to our last day?

509 Hearts

We walked off our land

to make stone prisons our towns

where we ate our hearts

508 embedded

 the shape of our land

the comfort of sky quiet

slow unravelling

507 each new mourning

 people lost land lost

Replaced by numbers a world

Without goals or end

506 animal

 walking through the wind

Blown out of and back in time

This is animal

505 gathering

Each day I gather

What the last night did scatter

And so embodied

504 good hearted

be in your body

Wherever you may be found

Or moments do bring

503 overwhelmed

 Words begin to stop

like centuries long rain stops

For breathless stillness

502 morning anxiety

 waking in the jaws

Of our times blind to ourselves

Always just saying

501 free

 This country garden

Almost has walls and yet free

Still the wind and birds

500 brothers

lifetimes to bonfire
the seaside parent's ceaseless tides

salt and broken shells

civilisation

endless blindness and deceit

falling to earth

********************
>
> Trade
>
> My bare whisky hill
> Your woodshed and cartridges
> For more of Our talk
>
> ***********************
>
> Our Talk
>
> Though our words heaved stones
> Sliding with phlegm of ideas
> Made up stand up fall
>
> ************************
>
> Last Stand
>
> On a quiet hill
> The birds fly calling to dusk
> Our land comes for us
>
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A short poem entitled; Life is completely fucked & so are you, the inevitable end will either break you or make you:



The Age of “industrialism” left to rot & rust,
The Era of Human intellectual enlightenment turns to dust.
Unethical, immoral abject elitist quest to subdue,
Society being crushed, “our” technology we are left to rue.

499 embedded

 This land is our walk

From sun to sun night is sleep

Then walk, eat again

498 new days

 Each new days movements

are generally heartbreak

Before sleeps blank slate

497 tinnitus

 Does space sound like this?

A sea of static washing

The known self away

496 east lomond

Air thick with lark song

Deer barking wind delighting

My dogs nose and feet

495 we the numbered

 The machine counts us

And it counts what we receive

Painting by numbers

494 another walk out of cannich

 A winding tree path

to the clouds our sun soaked bones

Seem to float along

493 walk out of cannich

 The road walked healing

Our stretched being finding shape 

To smile at blue sky

492 trees before cannich

 After hours of road

Sudden green arches dream us

Into the village

491 rain

 Rain on wood makes song

Rain on glass makes foreboding

Rain on brick is dead

490 blind ii

 Now he has one eye

So his head tilts for this eye

But still his tail wags

489 blind

 We walk without eyes

For animals wired in fields

yet we seek freedom

488 lost

 A blind wind blowing

Into our unseeing eyes

We are wilderness

487 worship

 I wake in my grave

Of today we  rise and set

for our sun our land

486 grief

 Home long abandoned

Vivid days of sky and land

Hunts smoke smells laughter

485 sun seeker

 She lifts her sad clouds 

Out of the sky for sunshine

Her golden body

484 darker

 Could sky be lower

Clouds in my hair my body

Nothing but shadow

483 brighter

Climbing birdsong hill

Rain sky brightened by blossom

Those trees holding me

482 awake in the night

 You hare of the night

Abroad without home darkness

Hounding at your heels

481 two little birds

 In the high branches

Sky slants towards land darkly

Join my swaying nest

480 fox has second thoughts

 Fox across the path

Softly like a dream before

Our sounds brought it back

479 Unhappy world - the suspects

 Words likely stories

Food chain so many red paws

Love mostly of self

478 last years nestling

 A world of cold stars

No food or warmth one parent

A gradual stillness

477 divorce

 I gave you my word

You made it into data

And now we don't talk

476 anchors

Throwing anchors at

Shifting darkness fails to still

Myself or the world

475 animal

 Be animal past

a part of the passing day

Nesting into night

474

 I am a shot fox

Bleeding out words in the wood

Once words were our stars

473 Tofu Sparrow

 A bird came for tea

in and out of the window

Within a mouthful

472 hidden

 Trees hide you from them

Holding you in silent calm

Your thoughts left behind

471 brief

 Too much always said

About between birth and death

Not enough of time

How it never stays to care

how nothing ever remains

470 homing truths

 The words fly like birds

Over oceans of people

homing birds of truth

from banal rooms of power

encircled by guns of war

469 the fall

 We belonged to night

And the magic of the moon

Before we found fire losing

Our darkness our earth bond cut

We the fire gods of terror

468 question

Can we live silence

Everything unanswered

Walking in darkness

Far from home a home unknown

Just ceaseless alternation

467 cow shed prison

 My cows in darkness

Statuesque upon their dung

To always see world

Between bars seasons circle

Under stillness in silence

466 Ancient

 Come forth and stand tall

You people of cave and rock

So far from home now

May bravery guide your days

May kindness kindle your hearts

465 smoke

 fading to ghostly

impossible yesterdays

you can't ever stay

what was achieved is now gone

all your imagination

464 abnormal

 the first pass is done

things have come and things have gone

ordinary lives

but folk have two heads or four

arms normal now a freak show

463. Caught

 Trees fall upon trees

Still standing titans that hold

The grief of brothers

All those years now colliding

Time at the final stop held

462 Before words

 A long land around

Us where we see with our feet

And know every star

Your stories can't give us more

Here we began here we end

461 Gone

 The same trees different

Your absence left a stillness

That made woods alien

Everywhere your darting

Nowhere your returning call

460

 Sleep all gone

World fallen over

Wireless hell

459

 Lost in crowds

of our own making

Far from home

458

 We scatter

Undone by our thoughts

No known world

457

 you are dawn

Warm light spreading cheer

A plain heart