a virtual week

clamour of fractious voices

exchange of a smile

those quiet moments

while the house still sleeps are those

I claim for my own

twilight abstraction

pink blooms by a garden chair

the blurring of light

yoga in the park

fronds of blossom like pink clouds

a tree surgeon works

joyful twittering

so many birds enjoying

our containment

our cupboards are bare

of bread, milk and basic things

a long winding queue

a garden centre

our visit like a party

amongst the flowers

gallus cockerel

plumage golden brown, strutting

‘midst a flock of geese

a proud cockerel

bemused by the nonchalance

of the large white geese

dark side of the moon

a prism fracturing light

wistful memories