Liberté, Égalité, Humanité
tune into new day
Sun tweaks its colour settings
birdsong audible
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n.b. Without the dampening affect of full foliage the morning is a pretty noisy time of day, particularly now that there is no lockdown in England and traffic on the bypass and into the city centre is increasingly heavy.
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CLP 12/01/2022
fungi in heart of oak
working to bring giant down
humbling royalty
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n.b. We are all mortal.
CLP 16/10/201
with each breath begins
undressing of trees revealing
deep strength, stark beauty
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CLP 27/08/2021
empty container
scutters along dry gutter
rustle of leaves
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CLP 26/08/2021
What do you see in the shape of this old oak tree
Shaped by lightening, prevailing winds, minerals and time?
I saw an opera singer, big as a house
Someone else a buried cross
What can you shape from this old oak tree?
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CLP 25/05/2021
bent double by grief
sadness enough to birth rivers
path shadowed by tears
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CLP 04/05/2021
Above these thick limbs
the canopy frame prepares
to harvest sunlight
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CLP 18/03/2021
Evening light returns
fills the gaps between trees
branches unfurl leaves
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n.b. There was still light in the sky after 17:30h on Monday evening. Everyday we move forward a little more.
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CLP 01/03/2021
In majestic beeches
corvids settle on where to nest
on who will take the crown
before the opening of calyx
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CLP 28/02/2021
We hold form by day
take different shapes at night
twisted by our dreams
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CLP 22/02/2021
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