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The valley at peace
Creeping shadows
Folding in
Panicked doe
Light escapes
Silver thread
Meandering
Ancient forms
Lost landscapes
Bracken flanks
Heather patch
Peat defiles
Sheepfold arc
Cut out cairn
Empty watch
Borderland
Last wild park
Morn @IMcMillan
Four sketches below The Cheviot
Watercolours, oil pastel, charcoal, pencil on cartridge paper. Four seasons in one day
Diversion
Little by little
Time by time
I close the deal on death’s unend
Step by step
Up and down
The long travail around the bend
Bye the bye
And oh, well
May as well live to the very end
Softly softly
Catch a thief
I’m only asking for a friend
Morn @IMcMillan
Grit
In the rain
The gritstone glittered
Like hope in mire,
Like tiny cities. It had
All the things
I need for living:
Grey and bleak,
A chance to give in,
Pause the world
And smash the clock.
All this in berg-carved
Flaky rock.
Morn @IMcMillan
Dirty old town.
#mixedmedia sketch across the valley of mist, mizzle, grime and detritus.
Dream
Unkempt I am
But holding on
I dreamt a man
By River Don
He held me down
In nonchalance
In Sheffield town’s
Late merry dance
I ran away
With treacle steps
But he can pay
Some lowly reps
To track me down
To coat-strewn lair
I crack a frown
I don’t care
Morn @IMcMillan
Crisis
Kith & kin
Heart & soul
Score & win
Dish & bowl
Odds & sods
Bits & bobs
Peas & pods
Worker’s jobs
Pitch & put
Hope & glory
Ifs & buts
Labour Tory
Grab the cash
Nab some swag
Make a dash
Duffle bag
Do your worse
End is nigh
Crisis, curse
Do or die
Morn @IMcMillan
Mists of time. A #collage overlaid with oil paint and mono printing. I think I’ve been looking at Durer etchings, or staring across our valley for too long.