Of loam fringed apple trees, of near-but- nether fuchsia roots A timeless travel of ridge top tiles. Steepled spins of weathervanes, A sobriquet of pre- dawn rainfall.
Heart notes
Of hornbeam, of coriander deer path. Memories of bonfire- hope in ragwort sprays of yearning. A hint of feelings half remembered. Of longbows hewn from churchyard yews. Of rope swings and of scaffold
Base notes
Of river mist. Poseidon wreaths of furnace ash, allied to a merlot tint of afterglow release. Endings are, valerian, patchouli heads of linen musk. A lasting peace of closing lawns that wait approaching snow.