Walking On Horseback

                                           

on a sand puddled path

past roses   rose hips

an eagle gliding

sliding south over sea

breeze speed reading

pages ruffling

a book left open

on a towel

by a rock pool

imagery for eagles

while snow melt

     fell

from the hill

now poised on that one rock

if time did not take it

her neck wet with spray

sunlight flashing

wet hair

like memory leached

from stone walls

on the fells

a memory comprehended

that time

I was there

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