for a moment
(conversus autem ad aurum rosea)
Not everyone will know it, but at 3 last night the moon was swinging on the lines above the house opposite and showing off in front of a star filled sky….. and me looking out of the landing window ….. whether he knew it or not! GRM©
tonight. Gill McGrath© 8.15pm.
stripped.purple and blue. GRM©
….in purple lit shadows
While the Faerie caravan moves on
Towards some new stopping place.
Dressed up in robes and tiny crowns
These funny flying things
Do hide their wings
So they can pull their toadstool on its course….
Then dragging slow a sort of worn out faerie horse!
Gloria Patri 2 Gill McGrath© 8.00 tonight
I think the pigeon, still moaning out there may have turned to gold!
Ringing the curfew-bell
Gill McGrath © tonight 7.30
I followed you through the trees
Now I am vanished
Between fallen leaves
Rain on my face
Rain in my mouth
I am drowning
I hear your voice
When will you find me?
*photo,words coming from the forbidden edge of local golf course!
on the worshiping line
sitting above still