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Janey ...

The dark horizon,

watermelon sunset strewn 

so generously

Helen...

Silver sailboat moon

Setting out on her voyage 

Towards the morning

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Janey ...

Drifting white today

snowflakes in the cold north wind 

all my feathers fall

Helen  

Christmas tree is up!

Suddenly, bright blossoming 

of electric blooms.

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Janey...

Tawny toadstools and,

like cultivated mushrooms,

golf balls in the grass

Helen...

Streaks of sunset clouds

Make the bones of a huge wing.

I think of angels.

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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.

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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.

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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