now amidst the rain
some snowflakes fall and cling to
trees in melting drops
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
two stir crazy cats
look out on a rainy day
happy dog splashing
a very wet day
the noise of rain on perspex
roof, so distracting
I dream so I write ..
New Ideas, New Forms
Musings from an insignificant writer
14 hectares of thrills, spills and fun!
A Journal of Poetic Observations
Pictures and Poetry, Picture Poetry
My Journey on the Lonely Road to Deaf Acceptance
Ellen Grace Olinger