The rock is smooth where water ran
Turf and tilth, mire and mud
All stripped by flood
Till only chalk remains
Unweathered yet
Unyielding in its newness
Unsure if it is a scar or a soil-to-be or a just-uncovered-jewel-not-quite-a-gemstone
You have hard edges now
Clean and raw and bright
Sometimes I bounce off you
Like rain off rock
I'm an Anglo-Irish web developer, father of five, company director and (evidently) a poet of sorts.
My inspiration comes from the beautiful Cotswold countryside I inhabit and explore, the intricate mysteries of the people I have loved, and the daily miracle of being a living, breathing, always changing consciousness – a point of view through which the universe looks upon itself.
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