
Creepy shadows cast on the wall
Memories of a dream
Lost in thoughts over last weekend
Trying to get comfort
But a drought of friendship muffles
My ability to restore
My equilibrium was badly balanced and
Tilted over into remorse.
Hope regained.
New paintings and regular art updates.

Creepy shadows cast on the wall
Memories of a dream
Lost in thoughts over last weekend
Trying to get comfort
But a drought of friendship muffles
My ability to restore
My equilibrium was badly balanced and
Tilted over into remorse.
Hope regained.

Autumn equinox looms
From then to next spring
Darkness grows, then fades again
The dark side of the year
In the North Hemisphere.
Meanwhile Southern lands
Warm and brighten
Taking the light
With them.
It’s just the wheel of the year
Turning.

A small collection
Grown in my own garden
A thin layer of goodness
In a mug.
What a tiny crop
But each one was perfection
But the tiny ones fell off
Due to my inattention.

Like olives
Shining ovals
Stare out at me
Boop
Purring…
Touch noses
Then a pounce
Onto the floor
Off on an adventure
Back later
For more

The leaves fall
Silver birch wilt
Sad trees heated
Beyond nature
Driven to drop
Their browning
Paper thin foliage
No doubt about it.
Climate change exists.

Red bag and brush
Imitating a poppy.
I love you scarlet
The colour of lipstick.
Too hot to handle
Not cool but hot
Flamed and fierce
Like glowing lava
Starting to radiate.
Furnace cherry
Ready to be hammered
Into dragon shapes.

Red flower
Red bag
Red brush
Red blood,
Red paint
Shades and tones
Scarlet poppy
Crimson lake
Sunset cerise
Carmine rose
Ruby jewel
Cherry lipstick…
So vibrant
Blushes and berries
Heat is rising,
Bring me Green…

The copse on the hill.
High Trees
An ancient site.
Clouds scud – fly by
A Storm will blow,
And rouse the world.
Sleepy valleys,
Shaded by darkening clouds, ~
Let it rain, wind blow
Bring relief
From drought.
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Apologies world
I don’t want to hear
The millions of messages
Or emails or ads
I just get fed up
Of going through dross
To find the few gems.
I will reply soon
Just giving my brain
A rest.

Third heatwave in a few weeks
I’m exhausted
Too hot
Found a small fan.
But I wait for the room
To get hot
Before I switch it on.
Then bliss as cool air
Sweeps over me
But don’t want to use
Too much electricity…
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