Rook-haunted woods.
Still skies
Crow-scattered.
Raven time,
Starling time,
Fog-drenched, silent.
A million leaves conjure
A beautiful demise,
Then fall into mud,
Crushed and grateful
For sleep:
Escaping from the growing cold,
This pinching of the candle of light,
The slip of degrees.
Skeleton time,
Unfleshed, sparse.
Silhouettes and shadows
Lost in dream:
Sky-rooted,
The taste of loam
And marl.
simonhlilly 
Greetings Simon – I’ve nominated you for the Very Inspiring Blogger award – thanks for your attention and comments and works! http://manoftheword.com/2012/12/11/very-inspiring/
Really thanks for that prod. I have untangled some of my IT tangles and met some great sites ( thank the shiny blue lord). It would help if I knew how to access things, like this handy reply digest I just discovered in Notifications! Will I remember how to find it again?……still cadging my award speech( as it were)… Too many buttons behind buttons ….
🙂
no pressures