Monthly Archives: December 2024

When a windStarts to blow,It sets in motionThe little things –Dry leaves,Plastic bags,Paper,And clothesLet loose,From their precarious perchOn a flimsy drying stand,And of course, dust and sandLots of that. The windDoes not askTo be followed.It simply,Sets things in motion –It … Continue reading →

The road is endless,Dry and arid,Not a touch of moisture,Nor anything pleasant,Such as shrubberyBy the sides,Or the shadow castBy a lonesome tree. The going is tough –The heat from the asphaltSeeps into the solesOf the travel weary feet,Soaking the socksAs … Continue reading →

The paint can tippedSpilling paintOn the rock,A fairly large blotOf bright red,A remarkable spotAgainst a dark canvas,Comfortable in its inlay. Rain, hail and wind,Sandstorms too,Have lashed on the rock,Since the fateful tipping,Of the unsteady can,But the bright red,Has held on,As … Continue reading →

A solitary street lampHas not shone,For days on end;Just like the unlit windowsOf the house behind.The neighbourhoodHas carried on,Not noticingThe darkness,That takes overThe comma in the making,Come twilight precedingEach summer evening.Unless it smells,Or maggots appear,On the doorstepAnd window sills,Life will … Continue reading →

I am sat on a benchOn the lonely platformPerhaps awaiting a trainPerhaps notOr maybe it isQuite simplyThat I am either too earlyOr too lateFor there is no one elseTo be seenIn the vicinityThere is silenceA lack of announcementsThe electronic displayIs … Continue reading →

Each time the rootOf the towering treeIn the neighbour’s yard,Grew deeper pastThe border on the east,And each time it grewA new offshootIn the easterly,It was an infringementUpon my lands,But I let it be;For nature knowsNo limits,The bounds we define,Cannot confine,Its … Continue reading →