Winter trees

Branches and limbs thinning and curving

Straggling twigs like fly away hair.

Skeletal, swooping and sweeping

Black trunk against white clouds.

Old birds nest up high

A roost for a crow?

Like an old venous or arterial system

Your juices are not flowing now

Sclerotic and tired

Can you be rejuvenated

Will your sap rise again?

Are buds hidden,

Waiting to burst-

Stay a while and see

Wait out the winter

Then explode like a firework blooming in light.

I keep forgetting my phone.

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I did it again today,

Forgot my phone.

I didn’t have it with me

I’d put it down..

Somewhere…

My mind was elsewhere

Just not here.

So I put it down

And forgot….

That phone has a camera

A way of seeing

And recording my life…

To add to an album

Of happiness or horror.

But without my phone

I am no one

Only memories to remember…….

 

Moon

sketch-1550491668382The moon danced last night

Leaping across the sky

It sang of silver shadows

Falling far and wide

The moon rang with music

Notes of heavenly tunes

Rising and falling

moon bows shining bright

The moon smiled last night

As it travelled overhead

Bathing the world with glimmers

And frosty gauzy white

The moon breathed last night

Cool breezes soft and sweet

Gentle dreaming sighing

Sleep in silent flight.

Red sky morning…another bad rhyme

I got up early

after going late to bed

The sun was below the horizon

The sky was deep red.

Got to take a picture

Run downstairs

Get a few shots of it

Then go back to rest

Will the old rhyme come true?

Red sky in the morning

Shepherds warning ?

No sign of rain,

No sign of snow.

A little breeze

But no freeze..

Sunset has come

No reddened sun

So we will see

What is to be.

 

 

Sleeping

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I want to be in my bed

Asleep,

Sleeping, snoozing, snoring, napping.

Tired out

Kaput,

Knackered,

Dozing, having 40 winks

Getting some shut eye

Sleeping under the duvet….

Warm, snuggled, wrapped in feather down

Hushed, soft, moonlit,

Hidden in the dark,

Eyes closed but seeing the stars.

Waves of colour.

Dreaming of galaxies and sun’s,

Nebulae encompassing infinity,

Then shrink down, back to the room,

And sleep.. …

Incessant chatter

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All I hear is chatter, chatter.

Shelves in the shed

Now who’s dead?

Rugby goal posts

Radio hosts

He can’t stop talking

About mamod trains

Steam engine running.

Gas and Electric

Phone call chatting,

Constant rattling…

Over the radio,

Over the TV.

My mind switches off.

I’m overwhelmed.

By his talking at me

To me.

Just…

SHUT UP!