Well Observed - Many Stories Told

Eventually the snow falls

Snow and light rain combine

My first time

With time to simply sit and watch

Yet soon, as if my observation

Was not called for

Both snow and rain decline

As the light fades

And, as the sky darkens

The time available shortens

Time for what, do I hear you ask

As I question that thought myself

Maybe doing nothing

Could be as good a place as any to start

And then perhaps to grow, incrementally

Until we reach doing everything

Maybe by now you too

Are thinking about Jules Verne

All of those fabulous Phileas Fogg adventures

As he went Around the world in eighty days

Cast Iron Range - Cooking And Heating

Smokestacks and rampant flags

A winter’s day like any other

Remember your mother

How peacefully she passed

How contented her later days

Will that happen for you

Are you about to turn

Impatience into contentment

Can you make your fire burn

In such and such

And all those other ways

Two Together - And One Apart

I have to consult another

About my writing

About my walking

About my searching the internet

And who might that other be

Could we be put in the know

Could we be trusted with your secret

Could you not tell us so

In the oasis of calm

As if a peaceful meditation

Of mind like sky

Perhaps as todays skies full of emptiness

I could tell

But who would that help

Not anyone that I know

And that’s for sure

Yet, for the sake

Of the colloquial among you

I could talk of transference

And passionate island living

Nature - Returns To Music

Sky blue skies

Red brick houses

What are those berries

On the branches

Poking through

The green leaf bushes

It is too cold to walk

What, in these ice-grey skies

Why to set foot out

Better surely

To take to the couch

And listen

To Spiegel im Spiegel

One Line - (With One Explanation)

In the bright sun of January

(So you know the time of year)

Yes in the warmth, at the breakfast table

(So you know the place, and the time of day)

Outside a strong Northerly breeze 

(So you know which way the wind blows)

Also outside, a dog barks; this irritates me

(So you know that I do have irritations)

However the blue sky soaks up my annoyance

(And now you know that I like blue skies)