Beyond the pale

Miles of back country roads roll on
past brown, still fields, iced lakes, snow-feathered trees.
Motel after motel, we mark the distances between towns,
between ourselves, between then and now.
Blueberry stands hunch, improbable, road-side;
left over from another season
their bright blue-washed walls
echo at us across the colourless terrain
from a fairyland time suspended,
just beyond reach.


3 thoughts on “Beyond the pale

  1. The beautiful images you are able to create. For some wild reason, your blueberry stand followed by fairyland made me think of a deserted, tumbledown castle we once visited in Germany. Rose-Witch lives there. 🙂

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