broken promises, it lies
on the frozen poor
Bluebells
Wind
Wind swings westerly
Faint raindrops spit in my face
Harbinger of storms
Books
Dust collects. Pages
of thoughtful words, well crafted
but rarely well read.
My Life / Waves
Smooth sine; jolting square -
flow until energy stops
then decay and die
Warmth
My window lies; shows
sunlight, blue skies, a mirage
disguising harsh cold.
Undergrowth
In the undergrowth
all feels safe; dark, warm and soft.
Light filtered by green.
Reflections
Deep pond. Cool mirror
reflecting me. A stone splash
and I disappear.
Gather
The bird gathers twigs,
a nest grows. Fills with eggs. Chicks
fly. Gather more twigs.
Musical Instruments
Unique melodies
Throats open at break of day
Nature's orchestra
Sea
(the Evergreen gets stuck in Suez)
Plough, mighty tanker
through storms and crashing waves but
beware the canal.
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