Sunday 31 October 2021

 on his grave 

my poem slowly moulders 


into it

 for days

this leaf on my window

burns

 global heating 

it’s sack cloth or ashes


no way they say 

 a leaf

stuck to my window


catches fire

 a tale

holding the cat’s tail

is dozing


languid

with the sun through the leaves

autumn moves me


sun in the east

with the wind from the west

autumn blushes

Wednesday 27 October 2021

Monday 25 October 2021

Friday 22 October 2021

Wednesday 20 October 2021

Sunday 17 October 2021

 so many black tears 

the last embrace of summer


dead butterfly

Friday 15 October 2021

Thursday 14 October 2021

Wednesday 13 October 2021

 poetry 

an auction of words 


gavelled together

 autumn leaves

when you’ve seen one


you’ve seen the fall

 an old adage 

waiting on an empty platform


for the last train home

 imagine

a space walk


you can’t

 the path

beneath the reeds


sky high


golden their flowering


deep in their blues 

 

after the storm

watching rage fall away

with the leaves

 shiny rock

many silent feet


before me

 ripples

a leaf falls on a fish


lilly ponds

 in the laundry room

the washing machine is


a sploshing womb

 closing my eyes

it sounds so nicer


the view

 poetry when

one word says to another


i see what you mean

Monday 11 October 2021

 an old adage 

sitting on an empty platform


waiting for the last train home

 christmas 

the immaculate confection 


of chocolate 

 cataract drops

the elderly lady reminisces 


with bright eyes

 spring’s spring

drinking in excitement 


through a grass straw

Tuesday 5 October 2021

Sunday 3 October 2021