on a flight to Eire

a plane crossed our path so close

life lived in a flash

April is surprised

frost lingers in the corners

of each window pane

remembering my

grandmother, feeding the birds,

whistling, breaking bread

sunny garden wall

a robin come to visit

late spring snowflakes fall

a robin red breast

a man breaking the hard soil

a team hunting grubs

a gradual easing

growling traffic crawling by

still holding our breath

today breaks gently

two doves asleep, windless trees,

quiet golden thoughts

a house like a cave

stone walls stone ceilings stone floors

softening sunlight

leaning on a wall

time alone for pensive thought

people passing by

dreaming of days spent

walking amongst the sand dunes

sea grass whispering