Pete's Aquarius

Aquarius
Buried Treasure
Callanish
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McMac
Pardon?
Tattoo
Camera Obscura
High Creagan
The West Highlander
Pot Of Gold
StarVoyagers
Deep Breath
Vulpes Vulgaris
Richard
H.M.S. Belfast
Firing Range
Royal Visit
Crisp and Even
Elizabeth
Great Court
S.T. Barnabas
Runaway
Vengence Weapon No 1
Water Trough
Woolwich Ferry
CloudBusting
Segas
Showing My Age
39 Rue Grande
Nigel Knows
Disco
Not Cricket
It Is Better
Mind How You Go
No Flowers
Ashes to Ashes
R.I.P.
Feminist
I cannot believe
That in the beginning
There was nothing,
No Sky,
No Sun,
No Moon,
No Stars.

No innocent blackbirds
Pecking in the coarse grass,
No wheeling seagulls
Searching in the tide line sparse,
No rolling waves,
No ozone haze,
No silver sand for perfect glass.

No iron ore,
No cobalt core,
No food to store,
No Stones to stand in awe.

I submit,
That in the beginning,
God held in His right hand
A crystal of Quartz
Shining in the darkness!