despite eating through
the farmer's long grass, that day...

Questions wrapped up 
in a chrysalis became...

from a car window
chips are thrown to the beach...

Penurious parchment
aches...

Condemned wood
Life...

Why does a form whisper across my view
In places where the unfamiliar go...

...

.
dreaming, Sergei can...

It is raining on his arthritic back.
Is this all a vetran can hope for, expect, for...

One mug of Latte
and a slice of Battenburg...

Over a peaceful
ploughed field...

This blank page awaits
for creative thoughts from...