as eyes seize it
the last butterfly
our cat is fast asleep
on a pile of leaves
composing myself
at the last door of all
my deathbed haiku
falling leaves
a tiffany lamp warming
my whisky glass
suburbia
there is ivy invading
the plastic grass
jiggle jiggle jiggle
a squirrel gathering nuts
in the corkscrew hazel
a parcel of time
slowly wrapped slowly
sent on its way
the cat’s eyes
and i
eye an autumn leaf
leaf by leaf
the wind by west
a realisation
an open seed pod
my finger reaches out
for tomorrow
autumn leaves
switching the tiffany lamp
on and off
sitting with him
my last goodbye unopened
- at death’s door
later than you think
the snake days of summer
on the stone walls
old age
reading the day
on my pill box
