landscape, Northern, poetry, Uncategorized

a northern landscape


a cool, grey mist covers the

land rising from the valley

reminding us that Northern

landscapes aren’t always

bleak and harsh. two

landmarks stand proud

peering through the mist

reminding us that the

harshness of the North

is never far away even

in the softness of a

morning mist

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The Autistic FellRunner

I am a 52 year old male with a late diagnosis of Asperger's Syndrome. I enjoy writing in all forms about people and life. I enjoy running over the moors where my mind can be free from the stresses of everyday life. I am currently studying for a PhD in autism and aging. I hope you enjoy my writing and please feel free to leave a comment. Thank you for taking the time to visit my site.

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