Archive for November, 2013

First Frost

First Frost

As I drive to my place of cold

Morning sun streams

over frosted fields

Recovery is a wing

pierced by blades

of winter grass.

At The Going Down Of The Sun…

… And In The Morning

We Shall Remember Them.


So many of us have battles to fight; not necessarily in the ‘real sense’ of war, ¬†although there are many brave (or reckless) people who do, but in the sense that most of us have demons to fight.

Today though, is about the men and women who lost their lives in wars they fought so we could have a degree of freedom that we so often take for granted.