Colonnade

Walk in a temple of Spring

One bare foot to dewed grass
Feel coolness slip around toes
Along a colonnade of rosemary
Thyme high priestess of antiquity
Lies sleeping on the altar
One touch awakens all
Eucalyptus lies underfoot crushing
Among spires of wooded antiquity
Rising to meet a warming sky
Pigeons fall into the fluid air
All thought is dissolute at dawn
But tis the first steps to freedom
And the new day brings ever hope

Ragged

And I wander
On the ragged shore
Under Aprils sky
A lifetime gained
Now lost
Where did it go?
Floating away
On chance's tide

Defence

I shall defend you

Though I never knew you
Perhaps you are indefensible
But I cherish my memories
Of you; a mighty force of nature
And I hope to see you
One long day off
See if those eyes still shine
And under your gaze ask
Did I do right?

Easter

Gold is the common currency of spring

Fortunes mass on every slope and common
But the noblest blue is coming
Cerulean edging form on bluebell tips
Sapphires to replace the dragons hoard
Shimmer beneath the ever climbing sun

Temperate winds stride greening hills

Shaking loose the cobwebs of winter
The new leafy suburbia of avian society
Makes of each bush and tree a nursery
And I am reborn by the warmth of days
In a thought never was Easter so blessed

Easter walk

Bilberry Flowers

 

Gorse Flowers

 

Mallard

 

Robbie

 

Heron in Flight

Followers

Spring lambs

Mole

Upon the night that passes

Where the mole burrows
See the slanted moonlight
Weaving through fingers
To lie on the rutted ground
My last resting place of calm
It has now; no lucid thought
But I shall take some comfort
To this wanton loss of spirit
In a flight of lunar secrecy
And touch upon the heavens
For one last, glorious time

Pictures

Swallow

 

Black sheep

 

Black cat

 

Sunset

Seethe

Where do shadows dwell

Soft, flowing grey snakes
Curling across moonlit floors
Climbing starlit walls onto beds
To lie empty in our arms

Spring and Deer

Stag with velvet covered antlers

(Great camouflage)

 

Daffodils

 

Forsythia against a grey sky

 

Cherry Blossom

 

Tortoiseshell Butterfly on Primula

Birthday

Birthday why does thou mock me?

Bitterest savour of sweetest harpy
Give of hope; taker of dreams
You would not watch fate so
Yet you mark my finite time
My lost grace and decaying rhyme
Would your lips death kiss?
So he may know your withering bliss
Why make me wiser year by year
When all is over, too soon, I fear

Weft

Strip away instinct

These wefts of silk
Studded in moonlight
What tales they could tell
Yet in the Vale of Eden
There is no room
Not branch or bush
For a spider there

Frogs and Newts 2014

Elf

Moonlight pours through open door
Spider runs across oaken floor

It needs to cross this silver sea
To come and say so long to me
Firelight warms my eager toes
He turns back; in shadows he goes

In place where fire and moon meet

Sits an elf close to my feet
He has come to escape the cold
He is after all, so very old
He warms himself and when he's done
Fall to sleep and waits for sun

Extinction

Operating systems

Are not a viable species

They offer only

A window on extinction

In my lifetime I have seen eight

Pteradactyldos

Threepointoneasaur

Ninetyfiveus Rex

Ninetyeightus Rex

Diplodocus Two Thousand

XPDimetridon

Stegosaurus Seven

The new species invariably kills the older one

They have evolved to hunt consumers

Predatoradon Eight has finally got me

And an apple will not stay their hunger

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Thunder

Thunder makes its sonic boom
Wakes up spiders in every room
From rafters, cracks and corner dark
Out they come to leave their mark
Across the house the arachnid treads
Carpets, walls; even sleeping heads
They wreak no havoc to any man
All they follow is instincts plan
So while lightning above does crack
I'll stay awake in case they come back