Her favourite gloves
Cream with embroidered flowers
Amongst the flowers
Forgetting her covered hands
The sunlight catches the colours
Moving with the Moon
The lightening day.
Watching the coloured moon move
in and out of view.
The moon draws me in.
No dampened tissue of tears
to hold in my hand.
In and out of view.
A calm presence, the eclipsed
moon holds my fatigue.
Pillows
Along day ending
Home for a long spa shower
Fall into pillows
Fatigue in the Kitchen
Grumbling to no one.
The kettle has been silent for too long,
and the toaster is in crisis.
“Where’s the bloody sponge! Oh, hiding
under something large.”
The kettle starts, tears fall on the
teabags, and the cat breaks your cup.
“Oh, well. I simply can’t waste the
teabag …”
Soft Afternoon
Cold toes remain still
A Schönbrunn Palace afternoon
Soft colour of sleep
Nap
A cloud hides the sun.
The temptation to nap comes;
the sun leaves the cloud.
Determined to take a nap,
closing every single blind.
Brake
Full moon and it’s late
The deepening emptiness
of the lit car park
Driving along sleepy streets
only a touch of the brake
Two Lads
Two wee lads walking
to their favourite cafe
where the tops are low.
Along this road they
both have travelled many times
with their pet Haggis.
A chuckle from one,
and an unexpected fart
from the other one.
Swaying and watching,
they are tooting and chuckling
away from their home.
Sunlit Scent
Sunlit afternoon
Olive skin touched by the sun
Incense lingering
Lingering Sadness
The Winter dark train
Rain running down my worn view
The fur children wait
You are eating Japanese
I wait for home on the train