Cascade Steps
Over the water, w’thin the waves of crashing flame, I sit ‘n write.
Tag: river
The Matthew Spreads Its Wings
In screeching seagull song sounds out senescent afternoon.
On The 16th Of September
The road runs riv’ring currents, coursing crashless swirls of traffic.
A Midsummer Night’s Dream
Bath-stone built up about the natchrul Avon’s course ‘n curves…
From A Manufactured Perch, Road-Riverside
The fire of the dragon’s protest-flame marks only its self ‘n message.
william altoft 