
You left me.
Fluttering to the ground
Piled up around me
Shrouding my roots
Free from my twigs
You colour the land
Leaves leave
Only a few left
To detach eventually
In winter storms.
New paintings and regular art updates.

You left me.
Fluttering to the ground
Piled up around me
Shrouding my roots
Free from my twigs
You colour the land
Leaves leave
Only a few left
To detach eventually
In winter storms.

Cats are heat seekers
They seek the sun
The light
The warmth
Cats know
Where to go
On top of the fridge
Up on a cuboard
Heat rises
So do cats
Surveying their world
Their domain
Kingdom or Queendom
Whatever the outlook
On the windowsill
Over the radiator.
No doubt about it
Cats are hot!

This face
was chasing a spider,
five minutes ago.
This face
stole the beef
off my sandwich
this face
pushes her nose
in my face
when I’m sleeping,
pushes her paws
under the bedsheets.
Beware the claw!
This face
loves my knees,
that’s why
she reaches up
and puts her claws in them.
This face,
so bright, so cute, so sweet!

Across the tracks
A year ago
The trees had changed
The wind did blow
Leaves on the line
Stopped the train
No steam appears
On time or later
When fallen leaves
Cause a layer
Of mulched and damp
Leaf shaped litter.

No it can’t be
In a mirror?
You wouldn’t see
My eyes reflect
My thoughts
My fears
My age
My tears.
I do not seek blood,
I seek love.

Eagle and mouse
Inseparable friends
Mouse beware beak
Keep tail safe
Wheel mouse of fortune
Turn off the power
Let raptor rest
For now.

Bonfire night
The fifth of November
Gunpowder plot
Millions of fireworks
Firework displays
Millions of people
In mass crowds
Bonfires burning
Effigies of Guy Fawkes
In top of the fires
The plot was thwarted
The plotters arrested
Remember, remember
The Fifth of November
Gunpowder Treason and Plot

I see a face reflected in water.
Leaning forward
A large moustache
Burly shoulders
Frowning brows
Downcast eyes
Big beaky nose
And….
A bow tie of leaves..

In predictive text starting with the word ‘phone’ :
Phone and email
I have attached
Yes I think
I am currently
What is the earth’s
We have a small forest
I am interested to join
Yes please can you send me the invoice
Words to say that I have from the company
I have a very complex problem
Yes……… Thanks

Last January
It snowed
Huge flakes fell out of a grey sky
Cotton wool pieces
Layering up
Cold biting my bones
Blanketing the world with a white duvet
Smothering sounds
Birds hushed
Edges softened
Till drip, drip, drip
The thaw arrives.