The Last Breakfast

Breakfast outside RegardlessSummer as taut as An elastic bandFully stretchedEeking outThe last hoursAlready there is change;How we have grown to fear it.The threads ofHalcyon days by sea or river Begin to sever their clarityAs memories mergeAnd leaves fall to the ground;Expectations out-way the reality.There‚Äôs a slight chillIn the airA soughing onThe fingers of the windCloudsContinue reading “The Last Breakfast”

As Summer Evenings slip into Night

The heat of the day dissipates To a heady mix of scent And enveloping blanket Of stillness Of creeping dampAs beads of dew form on the lawn;An owl hoots somewhere in the valleyThe answer not givenThe air hangs close tickling the cheek;Dry leaves break the silenceFalling to the groundFrom the oak, eager to shed itsContinue reading “As Summer Evenings slip into Night”

Evening

Rippled the line of a contour meets the skyDraws red to black, a thread of contrast in defining clarity Binding the heavens to the earth.Beside the fence those bovine forms Contemplative in reverential poseSynchronise the sweetened breathThat softly steams from their Swelling framesJoining the outlineBinding the heavens to the earth. Quiet their presence thereAnd quietContinue reading “Evening”