Archive for August, 2015

Monday, August 31st, 2015


Birds sing
Kittens play
& there are puppies everywhere
What more could anyone want?

Sunday, August 30th, 2015


I do not understand unhappy people
What is there to be unhappy about?

Saturday, August 29th, 2015


God watches over us
All is good (from at least one airy-fairy point of view)

Friday, August 28th, 2015


The world is lovely
People are really nice (as I embark upon another year of my age)

Thursday, August 27th, 2015


The icing on the cake, the egg in the pudding, may turn out to be the light of my life
But I cannot interpret when she says “The Imagination For Sale”

Wednesday, August 26th, 2015


The difficulty of breathing —
of taking the air :: I remember the river – or do I?

Tuesday, August 25th, 2015


Sincerely, I open myself up to all my browsing friends
But the hair continues to fall from my silvery head

Monday, August 24th, 2015


Allotment Poem #5

Courgettes may well cause arguments
But we are not children, are we? (though we love the rain)

Sunday, August 23rd, 2015


Poems with capital
Letters at the beginning of
Lines are not good
Because they are “unfashionable” (she said)

“fashion” & “poetry”?

Saturday, August 22nd, 2015


“a sentence
      elegant as
            a swan duck”