
My soul’s prime journey,
flooded fen to woodland crag —
see where I have been
Copyright Francis 2021

My soul’s prime journey,
flooded fen to woodland crag —
see where I have been
Copyright Francis 2021

The pall of winter
pervading this barren land.
A single snowdrop
Copyright Francis 2021

Nothing can stop it,
spring will come when it’s ready —
blue tit is calling
Copyright Francis 2021

One day I was left
out — the first day of fair May.
That record is stuck
Copyright Francis 2021

I miss the chatter,
of belonging to a team —
I have found myself
Copyright Francis 2021