winkle pickers

ice blue drainpipe jeans

baked beans!

scene from the very early 1960s

 after dark

the lads in the park

are men

       nibbling at my words

the summer geese are shitting

        on my new poem

    ten thousand grains

this beach is full of poets

     flotsam & jetsam 

 snow

a child knee deep

in wonder 

 snow warming

welcome to the yellow house

in the bare trees

 millions of poets

are writing their haiku

on a grain of sand

 itinerants

the snail carries his house

the cat her sunshine

 the blues of dusk 

imperceptibly changing

of time was 

 impatience 

the cat waiting 

for my chair

 snow storm

a cough sweet blowing 

hot and cold

 newspaper reading 

the winter sky is dawning

it occurred to me

 contemplation

of autumn leaves under ice

when snow is forecast

 together again

after many days away

winter sunshine

 washing machine 

the lonely tutt tutt tutting

of your buttons