Madame Dupuytren's 

crossing her palm with silver

she feels my lifeline

 high summer

every blade of grass

is a fly

 the glance

nothing is

where nothing was

 trickle

the cows bend to drink

swish swish

 sparrows

in the gladiator arena 

a cat waits

baby sparrows

in the tree above the cat

infant school

 i dropped my sock in the dock and it disappeared 

 i’ll do the sofa when you’re gone

 marinas where

they moor their gated £££

go away will you 

 five baby sparrows

maturing in the tree

cherries

 that moment

when the sea is yours

alone

 no wind

still the smell of clover

follows me

a butterfly 

chasing another butterfly 

long hole cliffs

 cherries 

a drink of cool water 

above the bay

 mum kissed plaster

and the tears ran backwards 

in time

 reading a poem

i look for the like button

the book quivers 

 cherries 

 and a drink of cool water

 

above the bay

 footsteps 

thank you for your hand

today

 summer morning 

into the window of death

bangs a wood pigeon

 those days 

receding like the tide

chase as you will

always one step beyond

as the mist comes rolling in

 a butterfly 

arrives on the rock

staying and …

 bee

drinking dew

leaf tip

 so it is raked

to the perfection of

my imperfections 

 in the warm sunshine

the flowers seem to speak

a fighter jet

 pearl light shadows 

in this movement of stillness

my eye finds repose

 blinking hell

the cat is staring me

out

 infant school

they gave me a triangle 

i wanted the drums 

 they sat far too long

and all their memories grew

all over them

 after a roar

the washing machine stops

i am reborn

walking the plank

they said she could play wendy 

she said no i won’t  

 can a held breath replace breathing

 rushing past

in the scrunch of feet

a snail dies

riders of the storm

listening to the doors

time for my swim

 nettles

wave all you want 

no

 all the dead poets

we are not what you make us

do their eyes say that

their words said different 

can you say different

 "do not wash"

warned my dirty hat

on your own head be it

 fall you will

if you jump to conclusions 

look then look again

 today is one day full

 marionettes 

tomorrow’s child pulls the strings

you did you know

 a fly in my tea

an ant in the cat’s saucer

summer ends

 so far up the tree 

has the cat taken my fear

growing stronger 

 in the garden 

strawberries and cream

a plane flies over

 sitting in the grass 

honey dew falling like rain

on the cat and bird

honey dew

life is so sweet sitting here 

waiting for the owls

evening sunshine 

sitting on the thinking bench

ah - honey dew

 a boy crushes

a man collects

butterflies

 cleaving

the branch from the tree

time’s knife

 hibernating 

behind the shale bank

hundreds of frogs

 life

the only reality 

is delusion

 life

it’s all about the gametes’

zygote

everything else

is nothing else

 frogspawn

tomorrows wobbling

yesterday 

seaside 

the same difference

always

it is just that

rolling pebbles

move me

black pebble

such a hot handful 

of summer

the pebbles

roaring as one

storm beach

the castle 

how many have patted you 

just like me

sandcastles

each with a prince and princess

and a moat

driftwood 

the world at our feet

beach combing

the twins

flotsam and jetsam 

beach combing

head to head

the storm comes thundering in

wild swimming

 nail varnish

amyl bloody acetate

worra pong

 heavy light rain

a low high tide

i may i 

 for ever vain 

the cockerel’s red comb

challenges the sun

 night’s nursery

all the thoughts of the day

have been planted

 formerly

is such a sad word

finally

 who will read 

when we write of the end times

that we didn’t

 meditating 

the gull takes his thoughts away

om becomes a scream

 "the late"

lamented photo smile 

too late in the day

 grass flowering

high above the bay

new horizons

 a daisy flower

is propelling the child

to pull its petals

 stupid fly

both doors are open

thump buzz

 red it

the frog repeats the joke

over and over

 waiting room

around and around

two fat fish

 stone and moss

Buddha handling the rain

stream of thoughts 

 love the

oft requited anagram 

of pain

 nothing ~ life

uncaring algorithm 

life ~ nothing

 a bee

from a flower flies

to other flowers

 when a raindrop falls 

the world turns upside down 

lakes of sky

 firefly 

the moon outshone 

in gone

 in the sunshine

a speck of dust becomes 

a comet

in the moonlight

a comet becomes

an eyelash

 from the top

of the last loosestrife petal

summer falls

 heatwave

pneumatic drills

incessant 

 hearts

far and away

you

 pandemic news

where there’s a wall

there’s a graph

 inside

the empty room asks

who are you

 murmuring 

in the midday torrent

enough is

 a long poem said

i want to be a haiku

i was lost for words

 summer and

the cat brings in grass

half chewed

all those smiles

straight into the camera

obituaries 

 an old poet

considers a dead poet

an anachronism 

 unrequited love

smothered in pheromones

half a gamete

on a log

deep in the woods

three flies

 opening the doors

my home becomes a garden

seeds blow in

 lamb’s wool

the shadow of a contrail

unlocked

 exhilaration 

it is a wayward breeze

this tomorrow thing