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Yesterday was warm
Tomorrow will be wet
Spiky shardes of night-time
Agog in the sunlight.
Slow storm Betty
Trundling
over the ocean…
West of Ireland
On its way
Seeded heads will be beaten
Without delay
Tree tops will twist
Leaves will fly
So soon this summer goes
Autumn visits us
And I cry
She left us almost a year ago
Gone somewhere else, I don’t know.
A face I’ll never see again
Unless on a screen that isn’t used
And only occasionally appears
As a memory of a reflected moment…..
She thought that?
She agreed with that?
A smile twitches my lips
She agreed with me?
Then the memory fades
The face crumples
I cry again.
Oh how useful you can be
Support my weight
and carry me
Lend a steadyness
oh sturdy stick
Attached at Elbow
and also wrist.
I almost fell,
I almost slipped!
You held me up
When I slipped.
A real godsend
You’ve kept me free,
I’m not quite stuck
With your help you see
Flora, florizal
Florets, flowers
Petals pampered
Scent and perfume.
Distilled and wrapped
Into dense, sense, intense
Entangling
Surges
Of flowery glory.
He is old
He is tired
His hair is wild.
A green man in the making?
Change hair for leaves
Or roots?
Wisdom spread outwards
Like fungi twisting
Tangling
Nature
Myth
Time floats round
One minute it’s March
Then it’s Friday….
I mean it all merges
When you’re not having fun.
Day starts
Day ends
Night starts
Dawn arrives
My brain does not compute
Time is running,
But is it running out?
How rude
Just go back
Further and further
To when days meant something?
Please.
So many images
So many thoughts
Ideas and colours
Going back years.
My gallery is full
I have to edit
So sometimes they go
Removed so
I can fit in more
Keep below 100
I can’t afford more
It’s just a little blog
And who’s interested?
My life written out
In dribs and drabs…
Crackers, cheese, butter, banana.
No vegetables, no other colours
No salad, tomatoes, cucumber, lettuce?
Not tempting, maybe tasty?
Cheese is salty, crackers are salty.
Not sure if I should eat the banana
Butter is salted.
I’m thirsty!
Give me time
I’ll try and teach him
Meanwhile? Yum?
Sleep gently beckons,
Rest a while
Feel the warm rays
Of the sun
Beaming down.
Tiredness hits you
Like a weighted blanket
Heavy lids shut
Summer breeze
Brushes your cheek.
Scent of roses
All encompasses
Your senses
Sleep a while
And be glad.
Green leaves shine
Yellow flowers billow
Veins accentuate shape
Dark green splendor
Ladies mantel peeks out
Shy, pale green collars
Ready to catch water droplets
Flowers begin to turn to seed.
Mature summer garden.
Mallaband-Brown