mist eases
below a windbreak hawthorn
an alphorn grips air
forest walk. struggle. climb over mutilated trees, snap detached branches, crunch muddied twigs. from inside leaves, lighter than sun dried sounds, we hear a minor key drift of sad adagio notes grow sadder.
.
town based lovers
somewhere lips dedicate
to piccolo thrills
somewhere lips dedicate
to piccolo thrills
.
by Stanley Pelter
Claypole, Lincolnshire, England
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