PINWHEELS & RAINBOWS

Photo credit and thanks to Karol Wisniewski from Pexels 

Please, shoot me now, it’s bin day! There’s another wheelie more - The patio’s getting crowded, bins are queuing at the door. The green...

Grab the to-do list. Right time. Right date. Now dawns the hour to procrastinate. Line up the knick-knacks, fiddle and fudge, ...

She stands as the crack of light Between darkness and day Not editing herself Letting fears sob and unknot inside her opening heart ...

You snuggle in my palm Smug in textured armour Rippling with rhythms of cyber-synapse I dodge your curt commands Stacked distractions...

You are slanting like light Across my memory Colours undimmed Turquoise and orange of photos In an album shut since those Seven...

Mister Starling soon bores Of gasps and applause From the rapt and ecstatic At his feats aerobatic So he has a few sessions ...

Leucistic Blackbird scuttleflusters  Slantwise into hidey hedge Wondering unhumble at its own Soul-sweet difference Sevenly s...

Disbelieving On hands and knees, I crawl, shielding The hum-bright hive, Tilted honey spilling unspoiled Bees trail a curl...

The New Year slows its stride, beckons. That wistful smile. This is no blank canvas. It comes pricked out with pictures under its ski...

Sitting spent, watching notions Bubble between stones and stillness; The sylvan skipper Through the amethyst dusk, The never-ticked ...

This poem I wrote while I was at Leicester University studying for a BA in English Literature. One of my lecturers was poet Robert Wells  ...

Feathersmiths swim through friable cloud Dunk wings as wafers at  lips of the wood Caw still hangs in the dazzling air Th...

Bolton-on-Dearne in the old West Riding of Yorkshire's Dearne Valley, in the railway cottages in the 60s, just in case you were wonderi...

A little something for you, whispered in my ear by the trees as the winter creeps shivering in.

MANY UNHAPPY TAX RETURNS I'm finding little jobs to do I'm fettling and dusting I'm whirling like a whirly thing ...