evening

evening frost

dusting the street

with diamonds

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

turning

 

 

turning green

into gold

summer’s end

 

death

death day

 so many empty pages

 in the diary

 

September

September sunrise

outside my window

falling leaves

 

 

 

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So pleased to feature in Hedgerow tonight!

 

gazing skywards

the many times

I’ve lost hope

 

letting go

sunlight streams

through the falls

 

Rachel Sutcliffe

Hedgerow#89

misted

misted moonlight

your musty scent

on the pillow

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

bag

bag of marbles

my childhood

rolls away

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

heavy

heavy traffic

the game of ‘I spy’

wearing thin

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

alone

alone now

the sound of silence

echoing

 

 

 

 

 

beneath

 

beneath the rainbow

snails trail

their sunlit paths