A poem, for "Her."

Part two of the Misty Waters tale.

Our gift for the future generations.

Poem.

Haiku – sense of stillness and anticipation.

The fog that comes across during the mornign and if you haven’t seen it before read this!

In the midnight hour he comes…

Meta Neo Postmodern Poetry. Obviously.

Veiled in a kiss.

This is the story of my first venture onto Glastonbury Tor; a special travelogue.