as eyes seize it
pour me a cup
and i will make time
to sup with you
coffee and poems
in the cafe above the sea
dreamy days
toy soldier
seduced by today’s parade
just cannot wait
ripening figs
bobbing enticingly
in the rising wind
a cliché
beat a rhyme to death
take that! and that!
after swopping seats
with my dear pussy cat
i have to swop back
half way
through the housework
i take a nap
doom scrolling
my ear pods playing the blues
linger my finger
hush i said
and broke my vow of silence
offering nothing
a white feather
falling from the hawk’s claws
fight or flight
the silk road is long
the spice islands far away
from our brand new world
please send a thought eagle
with a wriggling word or two
the blot
introduces a typo
to prove it’s not a bot