The Game
The Game
For the briefest of moments
I felt you move past me
But you were not exactly human were you?
How far back have you come from
To find me here on this floodplain
There is something uneasy about you
Are you hunting me down?
The ages can get trapped here
Rippling out of this game
That I am caught in
With you
Again
This area has retained something ancient about it and I felt it quite keenly looking out over the river floodplain. Perhaps we retain an ancestral memory that goes back further than we realise..
River Cuckmere floodplain, East Sussex, UK.
Other poems and images can be found on my website:
The Game
The Game
For the briefest of moments
I felt you move past me
But you were not exactly human were you?
How far back have you come from
To find me here on this floodplain
There is something uneasy about you
Are you hunting me down?
The ages can get trapped here
Rippling out of this game
That I am caught in
With you
Again
This area has retained something ancient about it and I felt it quite keenly looking out over the river floodplain. Perhaps we retain an ancestral memory that goes back further than we realise..
River Cuckmere floodplain, East Sussex, UK.
Other poems and images can be found on my website: