A group of writers in Chichester coming together once a month for inspiration, collaboration and sensation

A Field in Sussex

Wind brushes the field

Blows over the dry brown leaves

Slight dew on the grass.


Sun low, pink red sky

There’s a cold now, a slight chill

The dark comes quicker.


We’re on a break now

It’s time to leave this life now

Driving towards home.


About mauledbypuma

5 Foot 5, Left handed, Aquarius, Human being.

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This entry was posted on September 26, 2013 by in Poetry and tagged , , , , , , .
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