Here's what I'm going to be missing.
rain, but not on me
murk
salt
peace
exertion
fog
treasure
wind
reflection
shelter
redwings
waters
stormlight
horizon
sheep
life
an exorcised dog
About Me
- Deborah Harvey Poetry
- Bristol , United Kingdom
- I'm co-director of the Leaping Word Poetry Consultancy, which provides advice for poets on writing, editing and publishing, as well as qualified counselling support for those exploring personal issues in their work - https://theleapingword.com. My fifth poetry collection, Learning Finity, is now available from Indigo Dreams or directly from me.
Sunday 28 October 2012
On the Nature of Disappointment
I was supposed to be going to Devon tomorrow for a final blast of sun and salt sea air before the biscuit tin is shut up for the winter. Not to mention a blow across Dartmoor with Ted. But I am too poorly to go and shall be spending at least the next two days in bed with a succession of mugs of hot milk and rum.
Here's what I'm going to be missing.
Here's what I'm going to be missing.
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I hope you feel much better soon, Deborah, and manage to squeeze in some salted air before the winter storms really set in!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Caroline. I shall have to go down but only to shut the biscuit tin up for winter. That said, my novel which is set on Dartmoor is coming out in January, so I shall have reason to go down there a lot to try and sell it. Always good to have an excuse!
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