03/04/2015

#poem #poetry #amwriting #sketchbook

take us down green lanes
where the awaiting terraced hills
roll invitations farmhouses
fresh as dough green mouldered
slate to drip dark windows
eyes closed averted beneath dry stones
walls walls weft the sinews
contouring defining but never taming
take us from ruin to ruin
vandalised sky let us tramp back
stamp down encrouchable wildness
fallow path in starlight leads us