Grassy scree sweeps, a crumpled quilt on windblown moors, broken only by thistles like globe artichoke heads and a sole skull, once warm and woolly but now long dead – no skeleton, the only backbone formed by distant tors. Bowing stiffly before the threatening gale, sedge clumps hiss and escaping hoverflies hum a monotone refrain. […]
Tag: Bone
Stone and Bone
My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Music Prompt #46: “What’s Left of the Flag” by Flogging Molly Crossing the borders of sanity Into lands unknown, Losing hope of humanity, Braving the future alone. Bearing the flag of freedom, Tattered and wind-blown; Grasping at remnants of reason In a handful of stone and bone. Craving for crumbs […]
writing in north norfolk 