Thursday, September 26, 2013

Week 21 - # 143 Collaboration w/Paul Hawkins


The river stalks us, keeps us under surveillance –

battleship grey, a heron tracks us,

passes on our movements, our evacuations

through fish-whispers.

Marching cows: mud-squelchers: farmyard HGV`s.

The leyline of pylons keeps us on track,

drops and bows its trapeze,

scraping isolated huddles of houses,

caravan park, a road-hauliers yard.


Paul Hawkins

2 comments:

Sam Juliano said...

Awesome collage to back up the prose, eerie and compelling.

Coffee Messiah said...

Hello and many Thanks Sam for taking the time to look and comment -
Hope all is well and need to send an email your way soon = Cheers!