June Blast 62 Jun 28 07:30
I want sky, big sky, and a world that stretches
Do you see the angels?
And white horses, fabulous horses?
Switzerland
Climbing through pine feeling stupid
The faint murmur, far off, of water falling
Something delicious in her garden
We had to believe we were blessed
By that Bronte or the other one
No shadows today
Dvorak, Hovis
A New World
No one hurries
The old stumble but run in dreams
The day will come, the day will come, unless you die
Small anthems, the old men singing
Am I created in a dream?
To lazy to bother with death, he kept on breathing
Seaside cafes with misted windows
Faint hopes of love but exhilarating
May and nevertheless freezing
The sheep eating grass on the cliff edge
Don't know there's a view
The box has been opened
It's in the public domain
My tribe called him friend and gave him meat
You did not come often enough
I walk the long way, through corn and meadow
Heading for chime and bustle
Marvelling at ourselves, lifted by the day
The forest shudders, black with heat
The view from the top of the tree
Red Kites
The coppice gate, the churchyard, the tolling bells
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