orange lights flashing

the dog rumbles a long growl

groaning bin lorry

when sleep is troubled

with fractured dreams the day breaks

with a crumpled face

now amidst the rain

some snowflakes fall and cling to

trees in melting drops

Some days are gritty

grinding along like an old

bicycle, old bones

the cat with its mouse

breaks into our new foodstore

deposits it there

how convenient

they cannot hear our anguished

screams or choking sobs

a managed laptop

not fully built, abandoned

user, pounding heart

in such a grey spring

it’s hard to recall sunshine

the darkest of years

on branches still bare

wood pigeons roost above

busy nesting wrens

a congregation

all species of birds commune

in flutter and chirp