I feel it must have a purpose
Perhaps to flavour the soup
Or to keep evil spirits at bay
It is not a Bay
For we have one of those in our garden
The leaves we use in curries
And other culinary delights
I take a photograph
Knowing the description will be inadequate
However, in the framing of the image
I am more drawn to the layered cloud sky
Which I am also pretty certain
Will have an encyclopaedic name
Which will make no mention
Of its effect on me this morning
Happenstance in Heptonstall
Poems Started at Lumb Bank
Arvon 2018
