Sunday, 14 May 2017

From my window

The vividness of a wet red car
against the new-soaked green of fresh-mowed lawn
and baby hawthorn leaves

Saturday, 22 April 2017

On my way to buy a paper #76

Not a knocked-down crow
feathers riffing in the wind
but an abandoned black umbrella
discarded crumpled in the road.

Wednesday, 1 March 2017

Overstaying their welcome

October's crisp and golden leaves,
flown from the tree
landed, rain-soaked and impacted
on tarmac so hard
as to grow leopard spots,
are now merely ghosts of theselves

Monday, 20 February 2017

7.30 am

Sudden blast of early sun
illuminates the houses opposite
like Mother Nature's testing spotlights
before the morning rush.

Thursday, 16 February 2017

On my way to buy a paper #75

Gulls greet rare pink clouds with a fat bottomed, triple chuckle from the roof ridge.