Journey's End.

Journey's End

Sleeper towns

Old faded signs

Vapours trail

Cross rainbow skies.

Houses now

That watch the road

Peeping out

Through terraced

Rows.

Villages

And valleys though

Steepled through

The hedgerows go.

Shadows traced

Across the glass.

Reflections and

The world go past.

The road sweeps round

Another bend

Down crooked miles

To journey's end.

Frank Murphy.

Photograph: Taken Scurlogstown Olympiad 2008.