Saturday, 26 November 2011

Friday, 25 November 2011

At my desk, NaNo-ing

This time last year
red bed socks
and a quilt to supplement
my urgently-donned clothes

Thursday, 24 November 2011

A pleasure

The wind again today, southerly
and the north south dryness
of the road

Wednesday, 23 November 2011

Tuesday, 22 November 2011

Saturday, 19 November 2011

Is it me that drains the battery?

Sun a pale gold coin
twixt hawthorn hedge and sea fret cloud
and my camera battery empty
once again.

Friday, 18 November 2011

and I've never liked spearmint since

Half a moon,
half a sixpence:
a silver threepenny bit,
spent when I was six
on a hitherto untasted spearmint ice lolly

Wednesday, 16 November 2011

Conjunctive confusion

Crow, raucous at the top of a silver birch,
and I hear the central locking of the car parked underneath click open
'Clever crow' I think.
But no.

Tuesday, 15 November 2011

On my way to buy a morning paper #11

and the sky this morning
wet on creamy-papered wet
Paynes Grey and a touch of Burnt Sienna

Monday, 14 November 2011

Prompts for a gruesome tale?

A slew of eggshells
pale and slimy-stuck to tarmac,
adherence for a cast-off car key

Sunday, 13 November 2011

Did no-one remember to tell us?

The entire morning
cadmium and grey,
still, and so empty
that the world might have ended.

Friday, 11 November 2011

Splash of colour

Cross and scratchy dusk walk mood lifted temporarily,
by purple long and tangled hair
of black-clad teenage girl.

Tuesday, 8 November 2011

Monday, 7 November 2011

False promise

Mediterranean colours:
the bonnet of a turquoise car,
scattered golden leaves
rime-edged and frost-adhered.