Ian Winters

Markings on
The nature of spring,
Complexity from above

Outfall,
A cobble river
drains gold, grey and green

A refracting spring sea,
waits.

Looking to windward,
After the winds,
Blue, emerald and brown.

Fog sun, Fog Sea

High tide,
Passes on the Thames
A sea waits

A gull-called dawn,
Balanced between the night’s harvest
and the day’s remit.

New. Year.

A winter’s thaw.

The holiday Fog Oak Y.

London , fog, fox.