Skygazing

Lying back on sun-warmed concrete, I watch the ever-changing sky and smile. Next step: to watch my ever-changing life and do the same.

Unexpected vista

torn paper hills
in layers of deepening blue
one pink cloud

Daily dose

as big as a horse pill

as bitter as cod liver oil
this loneliness
is hard to swallow

Now and then

A fly lies submerged in a pool of amber wax, re-enacting the death of a distant ancestor engulfed by tree sap.

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a summer's night
a country lane
in the glare of my headlights
a gentle snowfall of moths

Wash day anti-blues

these towels I'm folding fresh from the line
feel like love and smell like sunshine

Distraction

Hum, fridge!

Slosh, dishwasher!

Blow, wind!

Buzz, fly!

You will never be louder

Than the chatter in my mind.