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Monday, 5 May 2025

Giddy

Un something or other

Goes along

Unknowingly

Unsteady

Unruffled

Underneath

Unknowingly

Undone

Unjust

Just that

That’s all

Unkempt

Undistinguished

Unknown



Sunday, 4 May 2025

Time-Travellers

From a small space

To a nowhere place

A meandering stream

To a river in spate


From a village

To a county

Which I call my own

Yet where I don’t belong


From a main road

To a motorway

Over a suspension bridge

To a walled city


Where love

Invited me

To the gallery

Then the theatre, and finally the hotel



Saturday, 3 May 2025

Friday, 2 May 2025

Wet Sands

Wallace Stevens

Let the fish go


I hung-on

To our sea-fret moorings


Now I talk of Saturday’s sunlight

In what is the overlong season of mists



Thursday, 1 May 2025

Gifts

Looking for a thought

With which

To begin the day

A place perhaps

Or a wave lapping

On a sun-soaked beach


Looking for a light

With which

To illuminate the idea

To present a future

From the past

Or maybe the present