Starter I struggle with beginnings, I prevaricate over first steps and slip on bottom rungs. Imagined or not, pitfalls are avoided, detours are taken and diversions enacted. They tell me the start is
A View From Above When I'm gone remember me in sunshine, and the hum of mountain bees. See me in the surging foam, and windswept crashing seas. Think of me in moonlight that casts the shadows long, an
Weather The back of your knees is tidal, the sun comes up and sea rolls in. You've never seen a man drown on land, but here you sit submerged, legs swinging and soul sweating, praying for swimming les
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