from work in progress
on Gordon’s Beach
the stones lie
like messages on the beach
having crept
or swam their way
up the sand
to leave songlines
pieces of blank verse
and small philosophy
for those who care
to read
from work in progress
on Gordon’s Beach
the stones lie
like messages on the beach
having crept
or swam their way
up the sand
to leave songlines
pieces of blank verse
and small philosophy
for those who care
to read