327. Moon river.

Peace & quiet

Sometimes isolating, wistful.

Distant city lights beckon

Transport timetables broken down
(ie Mum’s using her car).

Sit, watching still river waters

Mirroring the moon

Listening:

Music …

And for the muffled engine that precedes

Headlights, high-beam,

Piercing through black trees.

Stillness disturbed.

Announcing.

Friend(s)?

Couple seeking privacy?

Someone lost?

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