Town Boy

I sit inside the Christian fellowship coffee shop amongst a melodramatic search for reason; day dreams of retreat, into sublime silent solitude, sparrow-crumbs of memories in flight across my mind

Actually I pay my fare and sit astride the Easy Rider metro double-decker bus; visualising moorland heathers of golden crimson that one day we might have walked upon together


This one didn't make it into the collection Watercombe - Love in Open Moorland, to find out what did click here