06/04/2015

#poem #poetry #amwriting #sketchbook #climb

leaning against the slope
    stone to stone to tree-root to rock
earth smelling peaty with blackened winter rain

a passing stream of objects flows through you eyes down
      bunches of sheep pellets       shotgun cartridge
                  moss
                              penguin wrapper
                                     paternated ground shading

grey to green to brown to stone to stone to turning ankle softly caught
    slip to boot tread regained to straining knee
    to stone to rock
to climb