chasing wisps
i lost the path
here, in
my peat bog
pussywillow
lean-to home
pressing grey
and velvet to
face crag me
dragging deadfall
to blacksmoke
open air screens
muscle spasm
twitch tones
darkwater brown
given over to
chasing wisps
down ol' peat bog
6 responses to “chasing wisps”
Dramatic scene! It was fascinating seeing and learning about peat bogs while overseas.
Thank you.
I’m fascinated with them. I wonder just how many undiscovered secrets they hold.
Undiscovered secrets and poetry untold. ✨
Something primordial about peat bogs. Quite a sense of yearning here, I feel.
There is a sense of beginnings and endings in conjunction when it comes to peat bogs. Those liminal comings and goings.
Perhaps some resignation there as well…
🙂