The Heights

Neil Gunn basking in the sun

waiting for the warm deception of the sun’s rays

to tempt the passer-by out of their stone-cold hibernation

into the hard morning frost.




Searching, endlessly searching


It’s been a difficult few weeks.

Busy and not busy, beat and bored, striving and failing and striving again. Writing has taken a back seat to family and other matters, not least trying to regain some fitness. Words have eluded me; lines distant horizons that I keep cycling towards but never reach. At the moment it seems more important to watch and listen.

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