monochrome photographs
I remember in colour
photographs and dreams
Poetry?
laptop time
laptop time ticks
lo-fi brush beats
outside the window
if I opened my eyes
long-billed birds stand curved on the wet field
in the wild land
in the wild land the thistle
sways
but is never broken
promises held chest tight
hope never forsaken
sunset silhouette
sunset silhouette
as the tide slowly rises
my breath is taken
imperfect moments
lonely and alone
jagged lines on fresh-mown grass
blackbirds have all flown
flowers and leaves
As I walk up the hill
from a blue sky a hard rain falls,
driving leaves and flowers to the ground.
As I shelter briefly a man
with a broom and a shovel and a puffed-out black bin bag
shouts
Good morning!
It’s like the confetti after a wedding
or after the Lord Mayor’s Show!
Behind him, the bag tips over and a stream
of brown and pink and green gutters down the street.
Told you! he shouts. Just like it!
summertime patience
summertime patience
waiting for the bee to buzz
longing for arrival
powder falls
powder falls as dust
in the meantime so hopeful
we do all we must
planting seeds
planting seeds by starlight
moonbeams guiding their growth
watered with tears and brightened by smiles
the wind from the north and the sun from the south
Roman numerals
I V I V
I love thee
but please know this of me
I also have feelings for holly
