Stand
...High on a blustery jut
he flouts his fear upon a buoyant swell.
Breathes in the tang
of crowberries and storm clouds
aroma’s sieved through wind and limestone,
sheep piss and heather.
Way down ...
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Categories:
crowberries, poetry,
Form: Free verse
High Country
...The tang of crowberries and storm clouds
sieved through wind and limestone
sheep’s piss and heather.
Beneath the high rock, ravens spiral,
swoop through a flying sky.
This is my land, this momen...
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Categories:
crowberries, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Moor Stand
...Back and forth on the blustery jut
I rock my brain in its buoyant swell.
The tang of crowberries and storm clouds
sieved through wind and limestone,
sheep’s piss and heather.
Beneath...
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Categories:
crowberries, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Stand
...Back and forth, on the blustery jut
I rock my brain in its buoyant swell.
The tang of crowberries and storm clouds
sieved through wind and limestone,
sheep’s piss and heather.
Beneat...
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Categories:
crowberries, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Coronach
...Gather the crowberries for this windfeast.
Adorning our cheeks with ochre
we pile together
a throne of old rowan.
The staggards behind us;
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Categories:
crowberries, culture,
Form: Blank verse