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Archive for March, 2011

Thought Train

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A detective…

…loses his notes…

…due to the angle…

…and velocity…

…of the wind.

The wind is caused by a high speed train,

Going too fast because it was late,

Late because of a fault on the line,

Faulty because of a rushed repair,

Rushed because of the need for time,

Taken away by an accident,

Caused by a woman who fell on the tracks,

Whose reason is lost as he loses his notes,

(Whose reason is lost as he loses his notes.)

The Air and the Water.

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I dreamed of the Sea and the Sea dreamed of me.
We dreamed of the wash and the roll and the swell.
We slept in our beds while the off shore breeze,
Stirred air in our chest as it rose and fell;
Stirred ships in the harbour, the buoy and bell.

We were the marshland, with Samphir and creeks,
The point and the headland, the bank and the round,
We were the cockle beds rippled with pleats,
The coves and the gullies, the whistling sound,
The sea water silver and darkness the ground.

I wriggled my toes in the dry of sand
away from the groynes and their barnacle knots.
We bunched up the tide; gripped it tight in our hands,
Waves were our blankets, the beaches our cots.
On the pebbles where the foam and the motion stops.

I dreamed of the Sea and the Sea dreamed of me.
Over the dunes in my head I ran but could not make it…

…please let me reach; please let me see.

The Bat Diaries.

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The Return of the Bats

Full Moon and Venus over Mackrell Sky

Strange Sunset followed by Waning Moon

Bats in the Headlights and Shooting Star

ISS in the Twilight

After the Passing of the North East Wind

Fiery Trails in the West and Close Bat Encounters

A Spikey Friend

Bats in the Rain

Murky Twilight

Snow and Ghouls

Swoops after Solstice

The Bats are Back

I Miss the Bats