Thursday, 7 August 2025

Wednesday, 6 August 2025

 a sun sloe morning

when to wait is expected


of everything 

Tuesday, 5 August 2025

 school’s out

fish are jumping


the long again

 overgrown path

taking a nettle sting


for a long walk

 today

me and this butterfly 

sunbathing


windy

losing count

of the rose buds

 dear old pussy cat

shall we have a sit by here


shall we ~ mmm?

 doomscrolling 

do you know that starfish’s


arms are falling off

Saturday, 2 August 2025

 on this sea’s step

guilting her drugged-dead son


a lady depressed


i said what must be said


but it flew out on the tide

Thursday, 31 July 2025

 many a thistle

stopped the wind’s whistle


on the storm coast