Lost
In the sun
on wind dried skin
in the iridescent green
of hopeful spring messages
in the potent blooming
of all that is new
still I long
for what
was
Martin Hawkes was born in Edinburgh and worked for several years as a sound engineer in London before graduating with an English literature degree. He now works as a builder/ designer living in Suffolk whilst trying to fit writing in between learning Greek, dinghy racing and playing guitar in a punk rock band.
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