Gettin' good comments about these on G+
Wheelwrights.
The Smiths lowered the glowing rim, onto the spoked wooden wheel, and with water baptised a union: unblessed by clergy.
Spoke-shaven spring felled ash shafts, summer cured, pole-balanced by saddle chains. A blue orange Donkey Cart, barrel raised on naked axles: wheel bound.
Two men offer wheels to greased hubs,pinned: they spin true.The cart backed into the shed,raised shafts: skylarking white clouds.
Donkey
Donkey shakes a lantern jaw, avoiding the harness,swerves, stomps, crushing my foot. I scrunch toes back into boot-heel: pained.*Harnessed, blinkered, breeched, collared:cart saddled. He waits impatiently.The dawn drizzle discourages him:work beckons.*Beyond the lane, bog beacons: home-bound turf Clamps.Farther : bog cotton sentinels,embraced, dancing, gliding,coupled with Dust Devils.*Turf, hand tossed, creeled, imprisoned. Full cart swaying. Donkey head down, tired. Teenager as well, both content with their bog-air appetite.
The Smiths lowered the glowing rim, onto the spoked wooden wheel, and with water baptised a union: unblessed by clergy.
Spoke-shaven spring felled ash shafts, summer cured, pole-balanced by saddle chains. A blue orange Donkey Cart, barrel raised on naked axles: wheel bound.
Two men offer wheels to greased hubs,pinned: they spin true.The cart backed into the shed,raised shafts: skylarking white clouds.
Donkey
Donkey shakes a lantern jaw, avoiding the harness,swerves, stomps, crushing my foot. I scrunch toes back into boot-heel: pained.*Harnessed, blinkered, breeched, collared:cart saddled. He waits impatiently.The dawn drizzle discourages him:work beckons.*Beyond the lane, bog beacons: home-bound turf Clamps.Farther : bog cotton sentinels,embraced, dancing, gliding,coupled with Dust Devils.*Turf, hand tossed, creeled, imprisoned. Full cart swaying. Donkey head down, tired. Teenager as well, both content with their bog-air appetite.
No comments have been added yet.
