after the downpour
the pavement wriggles
with a host of tiny worms
summer afternoon
the weather cock's shadow
on the hen house roof
low tide - noisy gulls
forage in the rock pools
for stranded fish
her Anais Anais
announces her arrival
before she appears
early morning breeze
a beach ball bounces along
the deserted shore
both thumbs in plaster
(the job would be no problem)
bent nails everywhere
peep through the curtains
rain again
the day can start without me
a gentle wake-up
the blackbird's insistent song
creeps into my sleep
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the day can start without me
in the Old Folk’s Home
the lady who never speaks
the lady who never speaks
joins in “Danny Boy”
silent pond
suddenly alive
sound of frogs
the blackbird's insistent song
creeps into my sleep
-o0o-
NEXT POST THURSDAY
Now online
WOMEN ON CANVAS
the new art blog began yesterday
http://womenoncanvas.blogspot.com
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