Mentor: My special place

[tectak]

A purple ocean over rolling hills;
that broad expanse of England's heathered spine
often held us captive; Sunday morning
hikers, crooks at the ready. colonic irrigation is an irritation

The granite alter spread throughout the moor altar
it was our solace, our place of worship.
We'd gasp as tired waterfowl alit, no comma
on mirrored planes of silver coloured ponds. coloured is superflous

A thousand threads of white; the ripples rush
across the canvass in Picasso blue.
The Kestrels hovered against the head wind and blatant chage of tense.rush/hovered. rushed or rushing to keep it past.
waited on the wing before the dive. good. shows understanding

many pleasurable days spent
roaming tranquil Pennine paths

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where i'm at so far

billy, milo.
Not tresspassing so much as just passing.
Best,
tectak