Growing-up

Insouciant fledglings
feed among the scaffolding
unconcerned children

August morning

The light is silver-hazy
where the sea meets the sky,
boats appear to fly
and soaring birds to swim.

At my feet
the green and grey of sea and shore
are mingled

There are no clear-cut boundaries anymore

Tan Y Bwlch

The rhythms of the sea today
Are blue and green and grey
The painted boat crosses a line of silver
And drops its anchor -
A child's red toy
Bobbing in the bay

Leaving my house

Drowsy-warm honeysuckle 

assails my senses

through the open windows

this too hot July day..

Too hot that is to be cleaning 

empty bedrooms...

'Blow and bother

and hang spring-cleaning'

(I remind myself firmly)

will NOT do today...

Beechwoods

Clear emerald light,
soft breeze to ease
my fragile heart and
still my mind -

can't let it go!

summer dawn

silver crescent moon
piercing soft black velvet sky
torn my tired heart

afternoon haiku

scatter of pigeons
grey between midsummer trees
unaccountable heart