Oliver HobbsTrainAnd so as the train hurls another bending turn, as the sky opens to bare tree tops nestled on hill side landscape, and all that track below…Jun 29Jun 29
Oliver HobbsMoorland SunsetAnd there we go-in old age of time — the lark hangs above this emerald land- as warm July sunshine petals onto the ground. The timeless…Jun 26Jun 26
Oliver HobbsI used to watch her…I used to watch her as she undressed by the foot of the bed. She would let her thick black hair fall down her back, look at me over her…Jun 26Jun 26
Oliver HobbsHomeThe shipyards have left me. The orient lies now in past memory- laid forever in my life as the year ’24. The seas have been replaced with…Jun 26Jun 26