
winter warmth from
the touch of another
Santes Dwynwen
(C) Steven Stokes

winter warmth from
the touch of another
Santes Dwynwen
(C) Steven Stokes

depression
the three day puddle
gets deeper
(C) Steven Stokes

a red van passes
the untouched letterbox
leaves on the doormat
(C) Steven Stokes

ethereal shards pierce
the billowing black rolls from sky to sea
beauty free and fierce
time turns like the lighthouse
as each passing gust becomes history
your history never to arouse
(C) Steven Stokes

distant light
a wall of rain
there but not here
(C) Steven Stokes

buttons to the top
a mackerel sky quilted
over the bay
(C) Steven Stokes

post-storm –
strewn on garden steps
seaweed
(C) Steven Stokes

mild midwinter
a river glides by my feet
past the empty bus stop
(C) Steven Stokes

tea swirls
as the clouds pour
dry January
(C) Steven Stokes

daylight moon
voices rise and fade
into footsteps
(C) Steven Stokes