Spotlight Poetry – September – A Poem by Derek Ross @ Photos – Poems – Haiku

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September

The forest is breathing
on the edge of September,
but the trees are creaking
like time-worn bones.

The turn is here again,
With is no fanfare,
just a dusting of lost leaves,
sprinkled on forest ways.

Still, there is a glint
in the tree tops, enough
for life to thrive in,
a comfort, an affirmation,

that we are not leaving,
we are holding on,
wringing each drop of light
from every new dawn.


Derek Ross

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Spotlight Poetry – Crakaig Millhouse, Isle of Ulva – A Poem by Derek Ross @ Photos Poetry and Haiku

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Crakaig Millhouse, Isle of Ulva

This is a hard island,
History has ground out
A past with a coarse grain.

Here, in this broken mill,
Two millstones lie mute,
Their edges like parted lips,

Lichen clinging like crumbs.
Now, only the wind scrapes,
Only dark crows scavenge.

Ferns feed on emptiness,
Drink the damp of old tears,
Bury the stones of past lives.

Yet, see how those clouds part,
How light swallows the grey?
There is always life,

Always a means to sustain.
Memories feed us all,
Here, you can have your fill.


Derek Ross

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