Early Run – observations

Silhouettes
Across a pinkish glow 
Gulls their silent span 
Mist- a crease to top 
The new -ploughed fields
Sculpted,the moorland land 
Ribbons of white in  reconfigured contours 
Smoothing the valley floor,
Steaming silage 
Sweet the smell
Hunger after more 
Gold of arrow,
vapour trail
What view is theirs? 
What view I have! 
A glimpse of  home  
Midst rolling hills 
Nestled in the veil.