Sunday, 26 August 2018

5.55 a.m. From my office window

Early morning pink
like cotton-bolls
short lived
and quickly fade to palest grey.

Friday, 24 August 2018

On my way to buy a morning paper #84

On returning from the still-shadowed cool
the warmth of the house
more welcoming than stifling
I kept my cardigan on.,

Wednesday, 23 May 2018


Thrown up from beneath the Hamnavoe
white against a blue-black sea
an endless chorus of can-can dancers
froth of lacy petticoats
legs lengthening.

Wednesday, 4 April 2018

On my way to buy a morning paper #83

I know the name for them is not begonias
(but cannot currently recall what the right one is)
and, remembering sun-bleached crèpe paper
(used for 1950s shop window dressings),
dislike them for the colour-fading of their flowers.

Friday, 30 March 2018

On my way to buy a morning paper #82

Reading this week about ravens –
the death of one, the threat should they all leave –
the crumpled blackness in the centre of the road
brought apprehension.
Closer, small relief:
only a gold-lettered M&S bag,
recently discarded.

Friday, 23 February 2018

Keep fooling me

Long-dead apples
shrivelled and brown
cling to bare branches -
chilly winter birds.

Thursday, 22 February 2018

On my way to buy a morning paper #81

Car-shape dryness
in otherwise wet road
signifies an overnight stay
its placing -
anonymous, unclaimed -
suggesting illicit,
I look around and wonder