Seasonal Ego

Yesterday the sun’s warmth 

Warmed my love of the world

Today grey skies & incessant rain

Reigns in my positive imagination

Photographs try to give momentary respite

Yet they throw out little thermal energy

For you I do recall the gentle Zephyr

Should you ever wish to return

from the collection
The Curved Ball of an Artists Model
Love Encouraged By the Breakout
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Life enhanced

Always with a surprise

Yesterday a kimono

A white fabric, hardy

And well hung

Your smile gives away your pleasure

Today and for a long time

A presence more than being

Softly strung

You get on and you keep at it

Whatever got you down

You got it, shook it

Worried it right out of town

In touch

With your sensitive senses

You mend those

Who broke, and fell apart

Taken from the collection Words in Aspect South Facing - Available from Amazon for Kindle

Trust anything but time

Pastel colours in quiet refrain

Hands still on the chiming clock

Whisper in case I hear myself

Look behind the picture frames

Dust, a relief of many years standing

Unplugged, from the upright room lighter

Unmoved from a mother's generation

Flock wallpaper abides in the memory

Even of just and only the place

Billericay Close or Quebec Narrows

All I ask is contemplation

About and around a race of which I'm out

All I ask is elevation

About to surround myself, unable without

Pastels, flocks & dust; trust the

Background music, the mood, the blues

Create paisley patterns; young men, bare feet

Pylons, stanchions, mill floors flattened

Valleys of derelict cotton works

Countries of windblown cotton fields

Taken from the collection Words in Aspect South Facing - Available from Amazon for Kindle

Searching for a feeling, an essence, an evocation

In your room I am ironing
I feel pretty good about myself
I feel the goodness usually reserved
Or given a fairly lofty price tag

Much the same when you return
From your dutiful day at work
While all the while I toyed
With some unlikely protestation

Later, sat on the three-seater sofa
We feel pretty good about ourselves
We did kiss
But that was somewhat earlier

The iron is still, all else is steaming
Afterwards we mow the lawn


Taken from the collection Words in Aspect South Facing - Available from Amazon for Kindle

Beyond the easily forgotten

Sentimental, awash with nostalgia

Do you remember, or are you scared

Think on - only from the past

No ideas for an unknown future

Nineteen Eighty Four is way back

A place no more than a wilderness

The Easy Rider’s have smoked

Their last cheroot, today is a reflection

But what of tomorrow

Walk naked down the high street

Or some other form of soul baring

Or extravagant expression; rose petals 

In gardens falling, more or less to dreams

To intensify - autumn’s fresher schemes

Taken from the collection Words in Aspect South Facing - Available from Amazon for Kindle