Awash in the mesmerised osmosis
Hung by the miasma
The mediocrity of unspoken words
Bound as by the clouds
That overlap and wrap themselves
Into the doubt that is the grey
The grey, the white and the silver
Among the blue and the heavier grey
Where the rain spills out in torrents
Awash over the crimson horizon
A poem from Nameless Places and Hospital Gowns - Love Cared for by Relate available from iTunes and Amazon