Dancing a jive
Swirling a jig
Almost alive
Tiny and big
Crumpled and flat
Spread on the ground
Shiny and matt
Colours abound.
Nature as art
Life and decay
The leaves take part
In dance and play
Dancing leaves
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Scales?
Covered in armour
Impenetrable scales
Against all drama
Arrows and staves
Flying above
Crawling below
Graceful as a dove
With a loud bellow!
Only a myth
An imaginary creature
Family kin and kith
In which lizards feature
Wings full of woe
Mouth full of fire
Where he does go
Things will be dire!
What is this thing
We wish will be gone?
Of it we will sing!
The inimitable Dragon!
Birch collage
Birches growing tall
Straight trunks
Slim and elegant
Seen on Clarice Cliff
Deco pottery
Ceramic classic
Birches move in
Colonise scrubland
Sunset colours
In post it notes
Add atmosphere
Collage of landscape
Industrial memory
Cat
Purr said the cat
Hello to you
How do you do?
Hiss said the cat
Your hand is heavy
Please move it.. Now!
Miaow said the cat
Yes I know I sat
On the cushion next to you.
Snore, snored the cat
Yes I am quite fat
And sleeping next to you
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Sleep
Sleep heals
Gives you rest
Helps you to
Win the test
Sleep calms
And gives us ease
Reduces stress
It’s good to seize.
Sleep cures
Or at least defends
Against a world
Which worry sends.
Sleep is good
And makes a life
Acceptable
Despite all strife.
Sunflower in October
Standing tall
Tanding strong
Staked against
The blustery wind.
End of October
But you are
summer sun?
How did you survive?
Oh, no frost
No ice
Just warm winds
Dragged up
From the azores.
You are a late
Summer sun
Still in glory.
My hanging baskets
Still growing
Flowering, expanding
Drinking in light
Leaves green and patterned
Delicate petals
Give calm delight.
I hope they continue
Until the frost
Destroys
Sketching dragons
Doodling dragons
Drawing scales
Digital drawing
Liquid effect
Writhing in the sky
Hovering high
Digital dragon
Tail trailing in the sea.
Tide
In and out
Out then in
Turn about
Sink or swim
Splash and shout
Try to float
water wings
Take a boat
Walk the sand
Paddle in water
Tide turns round
As the moon grows brighter.
Cooked!
A tasty morsel
A solid lump?
No soft and sweet
Moist and crunchy
It was a treat
It turned out good
Now I’m stuffed
With bread, butter and banana pud!
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