Sunday, 6 July 2025

72 micro-seasons 30

Janey...
Housebound today, I
watch the fledglings frenzied feed -
the big, too bright world

Helen...
Rain hammering tiles
So hard that spray makes mist clouds,
And the birds all hide.

Beverley...
Thistles and ragwort
Groundsel, scabious and vetch
Tertiary wisdom

Kit...
Rehoming spindly
carrot thinnings into warm 
dark soil, wet with rain


Tuesday, 1 July 2025

72 micro-seasons 29

Janey
Yet still the skylark,
wind-buffeted in the grey,
singing-in the day

Helen
Wet grass, sultry green,
The lawn a field of clover,
Toadflax, candytuft.

Kit
Kingfisher returns
dazzling us with a fly past
of sapphire and fire

Beverley 
Warm south-westerly
The papery rush of wind 
Through bleached barley fields

Thursday, 26 June 2025

untitled...

In an empty room 
his rusted moral compass
havering wildly

72 micro-seasons 28

Janey...
Agapanthus now,
indigo evening stillness - 
the longest day ends

Helen...
Deep green fields, grey sky,
Coloured cattle washed by rain,
First day of summer.

Beverley...
Cow parsley seedheads
Toasted, brittle, standing still
Scorched spring memory

Kit...
Solstice thunderstorm
steam rising from the tarmac
struck tree blocks our way

Friday, 20 June 2025

72 micro-seasons 27

Janey...
Now the first poppies,
and refugee buddleia 
peer from the hedgerows

Beverley...
There is no hate crime
In the tall waving grasses
Thistles find their place

Helen...
Sultry summer air,
Heat hanging with its tongue out,
The birds know it’s wrong.

Sunday, 15 June 2025

Echo


Echo of the past
at the corner of my eye -
a ghostly presence

72 micro-seasons 26

Janey...

Wars, rumours of wars -
by firelight I'll watch the moon,
full, above the cliff

Helen...

Garden party guests -
Wine, egg sandwiches, jam scones,
Then walk, enchanted.

Kit...

High above the pike 
skylarks sang full tilt - a sound
that made the moor gleam