Sunday, 31 July 2016
Poetry 2015 / 075
a hefty walk from home
especially for an art student
armed with a sketchbook and camera
(35mm SLR; monochrome film)
and two dogs, one past her sell-by date
the other overweight and grumbling.
The poetry of a twenty-something:
haibun, perhaps, though little did I know it.
Short poetry with brief sketches
the hills, the forest;
the desperate clutch of a rusting tractor
to the muddy riverbank of its demise.
In love with Lewty (his artwork, anyway)
I invented words; neologisms
for introspective emotions .
Mesi, Endrago, Ootpa.
The lichgate of St Bartholomew's
a sheltered haven beneath the lowering skies
where thunderclouds of Judgement
bear down upon an Unbeliever.
Image: Bittel Reservoir 2015 10 cm x 14cm Graphite on watercolour paper. £30 inc P&P