January 28

 

In the nick of
Time will tell – or it’s just
A matter of
Time having been lost track of

January 27

 

With all those telescopes and eyeglasses
You would have thought someone would have seen this coming

January 26

 

As far as we know, the plum falls as far from the tree as possible, and will wander as far afield as the eye can see.

January 25

 

Philosophy, or any kind of dietary regime, is only as good as far as it goes
Often it doesn’t go far enough, or too far

January 24

 

Evidently attitudes are not going to change
Overnight or while we hang around in some bar
So allow me instead to clamber up this ladder
And have a crack at fixing the thatch

January 23

 

One is tempted to write about the rarity of certain species
But temptation exists to be resisted
Oh, and thanks — more coffee from the pod, please!

January 22

 

And here we go, picking parsnips and turnips and other fruit.
The calendar means nothing to us. Each day is like every other.

January 21

 

And so we’re going to pick peaches and plums and pears.
Yes, it’s January, but we can’t wait until November.

January 20

 

The bus, if that’s what it truly is,
seems determined to wear
the apparel of a carriage and pair.

January 19

 

Paradise is not on the schedule or the route map. And so
we’re going to pick apples. Yes, it’s January, but what the hell.