So...5

that kind of day, grey
and the mists of memory
whisper in the wind...

So...4

summoned by the blue
scrap of hope between the clouds,
unaccountable heart

So 3 - A child's tale

Blackened leather shoe
the sea gives up its stories
begging to be told

So 2

Imaginary fears
5am abandoned dreams
for the real world
:-(

So...1

grey december day
colouring in kandinsky
children's bright crayons

White Poppy Day

In silence
in sorrow
behind the white flowers
behind the red 

behind the uniforms and flags

through the rainy streets we walked
to the windswept hill -
a raggle-taggle crowd
of hopeless optimists

2 November

What can be said
that has not been uttered -

just a late and unexpected
sun
pouring its blessing
on our unaccustomed
bones