in shallow water
the tiny flounder is hidden
on the sandy bed
on the sandy bed
after the rainstorm
the midnight sky clears - a moon
in every puddle
rain from the wind chimes
dripping on the oil drum
adds to the music
there's no escaping
The Yellow Rose of Texas
from the ice cream van
first day of spring
the sound of children's laughter
floats down the stream
on the carousel
a ventriloquist's dummy
among the cases
at the check-out
without looking up
have a nice day - take care
spring is here at last
I get a new jacket
so does the scarecrow
from the promenade
we watch a poor man
fight with a deckchair
where the old car had parked
all the colours of the rainbow
on the oil spills
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NEXT POST HERE THURSDAY
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After a break of three months
NOW THAT'S WHAT I CALL ART
returns on Sunday 22nd March
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