Fear

And what’s to be said When dastardly Hell is done And the road once walked Has since been run   From the sea to the valley Oh may it be clear That the hike to the mountaintop Will e’er shed one’s fear

Christopher

In Sussex the woods house a bearin Devon bookshops occupy my mindHis name is Pooh - with friendsin store and in the woodsEver mindful there is Christopherwho scampers between simple pleasureswell-mannered yet surrealIn the woods their kinship growslike a leaf upon a treeYet when walking stairsPooh drags his feetplodding as he goesWithout the woods or … Continue reading Christopher

A scene

 Time raced past midday to afternoon light and saw a glint in the sun on the field in the farm   Smile dropped in - Joy came  to stay and the dog said  will anyone throw a ball  and come play