Deer Me


Dear Me.


Contained
Always looking 
in the shadow
behind reality
in a day-dream

wondering.
or merely 
confused, as
thoughts 
passage their way
through the hemispheres.

I listen and sometimes in
mind's eye visualise
the monks chanting
 and moving beneath
 as of old
 All the ages
 becoming as one.

While cobwebs swoon 
and spiders groom
preparing their traps.

Our webs are more fluid,
But in the chime of time
we are  all caught.


Autumn warmth
as precious as a
stolen kiss

pervades the interior

And so I pause 
and savour
whilst the world
 continues rutting
ebbing and flowing
 and  I lift my coffee
cup and drink in life.



Ck.11/10'18


Photos: 1 "Deer park at Prinknash "
2 " October Sun at the Lido
Cheltenham.


WiFi for Now, Ck.


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