sky twilight colours
unknown feelings start to come
colours change again
there will be no more warm sun
for the moonlit night has come

Poetry | Stories | Photography
sky twilight colours
unknown feelings start to come
colours change again
there will be no more warm sun
for the moonlit night has come

Warm sea words move you,
playing sea music on your skin.
Warm seawater takes you;
dream away the sunny day.
Warm sea words call to you,
saying what you dare not say.
A journey we take
golden memories we make
by the tranquil lake

Opportunistic
A brief glance at my owner
Hiding in nature

a naughty paw plays
with the bright blooming roses
mischief in her ways

Driving home from work
The trees have a smoker’s cough
All over the road
A paw in the face;
Wake up! Now feed me!
A sweet, funny face
meowing around the house.
A pushy determined head,
demanding a lap for hours.
A cat at home in Winter;
our home sweet home.

O’er the hills we’ll walk, my love,
O’er the hills we’ll walk.
I’ll take your hand; you’ll crush my hand,
O’er the hills we’ll walk.
The highlands call to us again
the highlands call to us.
we’ll dance about; you’ll get grumpy and shout,
O’er the hills we’ll walk.
Seas separate us;
many places and spaces
between both of us.
Separated by the sea,
an invisible link, one.

A purring cat
Misty mornings with a chance of sun
Walking in nature
Writing, dreaming, and imagining worlds
Drinking tea
Listening to music
Watching the Winter moon after midnight
Talking to friends
Huggy Hugs
Some cooking
Staying at home with a book and a blanket
