Poems

Today
the sky is filled with cloud,
not a blanket grey
that hugs the sky close
so the air seems dimmed
by the bruise of it,
but a duvet of down  read more »

Give me a feather bed
to lounge the winter in
and a down duvet
to snuggle to my ear.

I hear the snow
will be deep this year  read more »

I have warm slippers
to slip my feet in
as I pad to the dark kitchen.
There is a slice of lemon
in my glug of sparkling water.
The house hums its night song  read more »

Thanks and oh yes
for this bright-folding day
green-girdled and sun-stretched,
heavy with lazy stillness,
stirred but not shaken by  read more »

The ash tree
holds the sky,
biting bits of
blue between its boughs.  But beyond
the sky is full again
and stoops towards the tree
to hold its branches.
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