The Runaway

Todays Nest……..

On my walk out on the breakwater in search of
washed up bits and things
to weave with

i found this time thick chunky rope


which made me think that a small boat (or maybe even a big one)

had broken its moors

and runaway

out to the ocean
to roam and explore

escaping the wealth, glass and bad taste
that the surrounding shores it was tied to
have become
So i gathered up these torn remnants
of a brave adventure
scurried back to my studio
to twist and sew and wind and bend

The Runaway
a nest