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Such a lovely tree
Cooper beech
See me.
Burnished copper and purple,
deep shine
So fine,
I want you to be mine.
Plant you in the garden,
Let your roots entwine
Copper Beech you beauty,
you are so fine.
Copper and bronze
draped leaves
Hanging above our heads,
Shining in the summer sun.
Autumn, your leaves are shed.
Sky
Ski
Skys
Keys
Skies
Kites
Tike
takes
stake
Stakes
Steaks
Streaks
Stark
Stare
Stair
Tears
Treats
Traits
Trays
Tries
Trees
True
Try
Tie
It
Drop, drip
Spot, spip,
Slow trickle
down my window pane.
Spop, slip
Plop, plop.
Water from above
Sloshes down the path,
Rumble, rip
Flashing hit,
Thundered grumbles
and lightening crumbles,
Tree cracks
Branch slaps
Wind howls
Drop,
Drop,
Slurp,
Splurt,
Slosh,
Gurgle
Glug.
Mud,
Downpour!
I like celtic knot work, winding and swirling.
Celtic Knots
Twisting and turning
Crissing and crossing,
Lines overlaying
Then tucked under.
Celtic knots,
Tied together in mystery
Telling celtic history.
Animal terminals
Dogs and wolves
Entwining figures
Gurning faces,
Knotted laces,
Beautiful complexity…….
Thunder unravels the sky
Lightning flashes coruscate over the ruins
The world spirals around you.
Forcing the trees to bend down to your power.
Thors hammer beats the ground.
Another flash, a bough falls.
Stones crash and crump
Thudding down onto the ground.
Your hands conduct a symphony of gestures.
One more flash, then you are gone.
I’m craving bright plants and flowers,
Summer sun and bright blue skies,
Hanging baskets
Piled up with blousy flowers
Swiss chard and marigolds
Poppies and antirrhinums
Names that scramble on the tongue
But bloom on the ground.
Days to sit on the patio getting hot,
Or in the summerhouse keeping cool
……. Instead? Rain and wind!

Cat, stares
Cat, stairs.
Black and white kittens
With white mittens,
Golden eyes
Glint in the light.
Bouncing about,
Jumping with energy,
Playing tail chase,
Pouncing on legs.
Cats on stares
Cat stares
Golden eyed
Then yawn.
I came across this photo from about 5 years ago….
When attending a moustache workshop
Be careful where you put the glue
You might end up looking like Rembrant
Laughing like a cavalier.
You might end up with curling eyebrows,
Or with a twisting beard.
Just don’t go mad with super glue
Or you might have it for Years!
Let your face shine in the sun,
Turning to catch all the rays,
Like a radio telescope tracking the stars.
Your flower, crackling with energy.
How beautiful and regal you are.
Brimming with sunlight,
Gleaming with golden hues.
Sunflower, King of flowers.
Gem of plants,
Strong, bold, liquid gold.
Hats,
You could wear a top hat
A bowler,
A floppy fedora,
A fez,
A straw hat.
All fit on your head
Or blow off in the wind,
Berets and boaters
Peaked and flat
Hats are head cosies,
Ear protectors
Sun shades
Hats are
Mad
Mallaband-Brown