Monthly Archives: March 2012

Following the river

It has been a long, dark night.  It has ended.

With a brave sun glinting on the water and a gentle breeze stroking the daffodils, I pack my things.  A notebook of spidery poems.  A much fingered rosary of memories.  A green acorn brimming with life.  A black and white photograph of a smile.  A hatful of songs. The key to a heart. A blindfold and a rope. A loaf of crusty new bread, A hunk of sweet mountain cheese. A bottle of companionable red wine.

The air is fragrant with promise. There are new words hidden in the tightly folded new buds. .  The strings of my guitar are humming beneath my fingers.  The day is rich with chance.

I am following the river.



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Posted by on March 30, 2012 in Still Life


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