A sky full of stars
In the distance, a bonfire
Running to the shore
Premonition
Fleeing the office
A violent premonition
Must take the train home
Between dream and Phantasm
Slow to process the nightmare
Morning Hours
In the morning hours
Illusion of progression
retreats with the moon
Watching the Snow
Along the forest path
a wolf follows my shadow
As we watch the snow
Cat & Broom
Pieces of brown cardboard
A most unamused meow
The broom moves along
Favourite Gloves
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