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Someone said its spider mating season
It’s webby in the summerhouse
It’s webby in the shed
There’s more silk than a silk kimono
Slung along the hedge.
The spiders spin such grand big webs
They catch the birds on high
They set great traps for insects,
And grab them from the sky!
A huge big spider
Came to visit
And stayed for a year
Now its little offspring
Are always very near!
The sun fades,
There is more night than day.
Equinox
Change of season.
Leaves that were green change,
First pale then golden or red and russet.
Chill air frosts spiders webs.
Rain falls cold and drenching.
Flowers that were bright fade away.
Fruits ripen and fall.
Golden grain is harvested and brought in.
Stored and dried.
Winter is not here yet but gradually
So gradually, time leaps on.
Autumn shades will fade in turn.
He was a mad cat,
Jumped on kites,
sat in the middle of the road.
Climbed shelves,
ran round the local shop.
Climbed the curtains,
chased dogs
Mad yowling,
Running round at high speed.
Pouncing and preening.
Playing…
Cracked paint
Algae on Stone
Rusty metal,
Details of life,
Details of colour.
Bright white,
Blue sky,
Grey stone.
Angles and Shadows……
Curves and lines.
Stark images
Contrast
Beauty.
You sat on his lap today,
Fell asleep with a twitch of your tail,
Trusting you could stay,
Trusting that you would be safe.
First time that’s happened
In three years of life
Living with us, but nervous.
Always flighty, flitting, fleeing,
But now content to rest,
On his warm lap
One totally relaxed cat.
Trust. X
Love. X
Friendship. X
Old mold for a pot,
Vase never to be cast.
Waiting on a window sill
To be made?
No your day has gone,
You are part
Never to be one
And whole.
Broken, split
Your clay slip spilt.
When no longer useful
You become an ornament.
About a random photo…
Yellow gold,
Spun sunshine
Fresh greens
Like limes
Flowers like crumpled paper.
Lemon yellow
Papaver Hibernica?
Welsh poppy
Red drained to orange and yellow.
High in windblown meadows,
Summer in your petals
Giving your celtic roots
Room to roam.
I saw this today above Etruria. It looks a bit like the Welsh Dragon. The head end is a bit wispy… But if you squint?
White hot dragon,
Flying above
Breath of flame spinning out
Into the sky.
Cloudy dragon
Seen on high,
Your wings encompass
Your claws slash,
Icy dragon
Cold and serene
Flying veins of snow
Fire and steam
Melts your heart
Makes mine beat.
Variegated leaves
Your identity mottled,
Yellow and Pink,
Magenta and green.
Veined and speckled,
Xanthaphyl and
Chlorophyll,
Anthocyanine.
These are pigments,
Changing light to food.
Shade loving or sunlit,
Deciduous wonders,
Delightful colours.
Wisps of fantasy,
Patterned delights,
A figment of imagination
Made reality.
Al**a play this
Al**a play that,
Al**a lower volume
Favorite tunes
Let’s dance!
Play music
Jump around
Remembering the 80’s
Having fun
How we danced
Remembering a life
Now gone…
Mallaband-Brown