this feeling of calm

I could sit here forever

in the morning light

1 January 2022

where did it come from

this butterfly in my room

‘twixt last year and this

1 January 2022

how quiet it is

the gentlest of breezes stirs

the most slender twigs

January 1, 2022

the morning breaks calm

pale blue and gold skies, a bird

sings in the new year

January 1 2022

last day of the year

a glimmer of bright sunshine

brings a little cheer

the recumbent cat

warms his feet on my belly

unsuccessful hunt

a spilt flask of tea

a whole library awash

a digital swamp

a long journey home

a flask spilt into my bag

my kindle drowning

I am a spider

swinging on gossamer thread

caught in transition