Hard black crows bobbing where once ran deep furrows. 

Frazzled oak silhouetted in her ivy dress. 

Winter sun catches dog fox through thin hedges: 

throws his long shadow north to the emptiness. 



Farmhouse in tatters; shuttered and battered. 

Even lovers don't go there these last few years. 

Spider-web windows on set-aside heroes 

standing lost in a landscape of tears.