Outside Domino’s

close to Sainsbury’s express

hoping for supper

A woman greets me

from her spot on the pavement

hunger in her eyes

A carton of milk

left out for my breakfast

little gift of love

They meet through a screen

whoever they are their smiles

will brighten the day

A flock of starlings

feathered shoal in wonderous

murmuration

solitary swan

frames himself with such perfect

choreography

Waiting for a train

in Glasgow’s Central Station

pigeons have no feet

Once it is over

we will see what an awful

shambles we have made

resplendent peacock

folding his radiant tail

dines on scattered fries