Ward 23

Just a thought

Last week confined
Side lined
Top floored
Sky lined
By the window.

Outside the wide
The striding
Sheets of rain
Beyond the roofs
A spiritual well
The tree topped
Pate
Of beacon fell.

Bleasdale
And the northern fells
Beguile the eye
With shifting shades
Beneath a broken sky.
My soul quivers
And I fly.

JL Feb 28 13:02