A Sonnet Here At Robin Hood’s Bay
Sunhat ‘n crabbing bucket – rock-pool girl! She watches where her sandaled-feet stone-stand.
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Where The Whisting Waves Die Heavy On The Stilling Sand
Climatic clarity! Emergency emergent ‘cross – awash tsunamic – th’sea of consciousness…
A Sonnet To York’s Grand Cathedral
Sunfire shines glist’ning through the scriptured glass to light the southern rose ‘n Yorkshire’s heart!
Eryri
Flame-flick’ring fire of th’ancient dragon’s tongue callcries – Cymraeg! – o’er where the riverrun writes sediment’ry.
Two Poems For Puzzlewood
The dog-violet blends its colour in amongst the scattered sky, as light coursecrashes through the canopy…
On The First Day Of October
Alit along the current air did fall, in feath’ry glide, a-whilst my coffee waits, a crow.
A Sonnet On The Harbourside
Outside, upon the paved ‘n railing-ringed walk – sheltered – way, where Sunday patrons sit, the sun, through th’river’s auld reflection sings on th’wooden slats below the Cascade Steps.
A Sonnet On The Surface Of My Coffee
Now sparse the signs of entropied life sit, floating despite th’impossibility.
A Flow’r Upon A Grave
Shape ‘n send forw’d the currents riv’ring by! With your time-warped scraps the bed doth lie suffused!
william altoft 