72 micro-seasons 61

Janey...

Keeping half an eye,

pale the sky, over the sea -

waning gibbous moon

Helen...

Nonchalant, as if

He’d not been absent for days,

Sun, sloping about.

72 micro-seasons 60

Janey...

A rosy sunrise

sky, clouds and sea all suffused

with new-day promise

Helen ...

And at last, the stars!

Pinpricks of hope in clear nights,

Moon, swelling, smiling.

72 micro-seasons 59

Janey ...

Today a chill wind,

but nevertheless the sun

and the salt-fresh air

Helen...

 Dark, mean, sodden winds

Spin me like dirty washing,

Douse me with hard rain.

72 micro-seasons 58

Janey...

 A cold pale sun, as

autumn leans into winter -

white feathers falling

Helen...

Yesterday’s bright ice

Gives way to dull, cold skies and

A shivering wind.

Kit...

Slip into Eden

steam frost rises from surface

chill as a freezer

72 micro-seasons 57

Janey...

Rosy autumn dawn,

silver crescent moon

hanging 

over the dark cliff

Helen...

Gold underbellies 

Lit by evening sun; wide skeins

Of glittering geese.

Kit...

A lethal pair, frost 

and rain, turning fallen leaves

to spite and malice

72 micro-seasons 56

Janey...

Spring flowers in bloom

lift their faces to the rain -

unruly season

Helen...

I ought to plant bulbs,

But the wild bright cornflowers 

Just keep hanging on.

Kit...

Peach-rimmed evening sky

scratched with steel wool clouds - sharp air 

for gloveless fingers

Moving on

Less feather, more stone

weathered, tentatively rise -

shell, body and bone