The sound of nothing That waking moment between Where day and night kiss
Author’s note: For a few hours, the UK was bathed in the strangest yellow light. I tried my best to capture it, but it changed by the second. Amazing really.
Night Wind In the hour of fools Only the ghosts understand The shifting night wind
Mottled leaf flapping Lost so far from tree branches Attracted by light
They hear us at night Tinkling in the jet darkness As spiders build webs
North Wind This husky does bite Tenaciously nipping skin That falling snow soothes
Balancing we trek Across ancient dragon’s teeth Waiting for his bite