RickFlint

FOREIGN FIELDS Winter comes in like a silent hawk, spreading its wares of white cloth and lace, rolled out across the broken fields. Slaying the soft green shoots foolish enough to venture forth above December’s shivering soil. All quiet on this forlorn and shattered edge of the world, though under... Sign in to see full entry.

ICARUS RISING World peace pagoda points its helmet like dome at the sleepy pillow clouds. They nest in their bed of blue while hazy banks of green tumble down the sliding hillside, reflecting in the deep mackerel waters. Great birds with their silken wings circle in the warm thermal air, like... Sign in to see full entry.

MARMALADE SKIES Flowers of copper coloured clouds shrouded the midday sun, till it was but a sad purple coin, suspended in the Brighton gloom. Astonished souls littered the darkened lanes, not believing their eyes, while waiters cleared pavements of tables and chairs, fearing a wild storm was... Sign in to see full entry.

RUINED ROAD There she was sailing by, all silken dress blowing in the fickle wind. Her smile could turn cold winter into welcome summer, poring sun's rays into the pots and bowls of a grateful earth. She was loved and revered by all who crossed her formidable path and things seemed at one, with... Sign in to see full entry.