…are you waiting to get in, now?
I lifted the quilt and under she went
curling round until her nose pointed out… Continue reading →
Shall I write about trees again?
Another round of people loved and lost?
Should there be a line about that time we
kissed and wept and hated and wept… Continue reading →
These days some days to get through it
you have to turn it all off and
let something else grab your attention
just for some hours, an afternoon… Continue reading →
late day, opening the front door
the door gleams so white, afternoon
the floor is awash with puddles
white pools which fill with three black cats Continue reading →
Here’s April again so here comes NaPoWriMo. Not sure if I’ll be able to stay with longer form all month but let’s start with a sonnet.The NaPoWriMo site prompts to try a Tanka but this is a stretch for me … Continue reading →
Whatever is worth doing at all, is worth doing well.
