Green is calming
Imagine a world
of red
instead

If you're (gasp)
waistband
doesn't (ooh)
fasten
wear something else

With better
Flower Show mapping
I'd have seen
more flowers

Op Shop
Charity shop
Best stop
for Lost And Found

Mother swatted wasp
that stung her
Daughter cried
for wasp

Hail hits hardest
when not anticipated
and head is hatless

I sat on my glasses
It didn't improve
my vision

Undivided attention
is a gift
one doesn't get
very often

It's a gift
one doesn't give
very often
in these days
of butterfly-mindedness

It's quite a challenge
to love that much

I ignore cat
Cat ignores me
But he's still there

By articulating
another's dilemma
readers reasoned
his need was mine

The acer
below my window
budded brown
but leafed green

A gray squirrel
appeared in my garden
uninvited
destructive
reported

Valentine’s Day

As a rule
Valentine’s day passes me by
unnoticed
but
this year
in the middle of lockdown
a friend’s delayed gift
of Scilly Isles Narcissi
arrived just in time
to fragrance my room
with their sweet heady scent
and look up at me
with their tiny innocent faces
A thoughtful friend
sent me a Valentines
full of good wishes
and if that weren’t enough
I was treated to a delicious afternoon tea
and a posy of daffodils

Valentines come in many ways

February fourteenth
means something to some
but not to all

An equinox happened the other day
The earth was tilted just the right way
Night, hours and days were almost the same
but not quite precisely
Now there's a game
Why does it happen? I want to ask
but discovering why is quite a task
I'm not an astronomer, to know these things
I just know they happen in winters and springs
and as the world spins on its merry round
there'll be another this autumn, I'll be bound!

This is too much!
I've slept again
the whole way to Edinburgh
on the train

It's beautiful country
with lovely views
and I've been unconscious
in a long snooze

I awaken in time
to see the three sails
of the newest Forth road bridge
and the train one with rails

We're in to Haymarket
I must get out here
be awake and quite with-it
and full of good cheer

Don't read your emails
It only encourages them to breed

Little striped buzzers
keep interrupting
when I'm trying
to concentrate

Learning about clouds
is a major part
of the study of weather
The subtle changes
as clouds cluster,
merge, divide
in the blink of an eye
presage a storm
with lightning
flashing across their circumference
or
alternatively
forecast a day of calm

Hairdresser hared off on holiday

Home now
Happy hair day




Janet

Went to poetry group
Nothing
but
enjoyed others' offerings
enormously

Sun comes out
It's hot
Sun goes in
It's not

What Is a poem?
My dictionary gives
“a composition arranged in lines
usually (it says)
with a particular rhythm
and sometimes
with rhymes”
a flight of fancy
a dirge
an ode
a sonnet
a villanelle
even a code
a pulse of romance
a moan of despair
a glory of colour
of sound in thin air
a vision
a grumble
a song
an insurrection
jubilation
frustration
at lack of direction
In short it would seem
one has to take care
as a poem may happen
anytime
anywhere

Heartless hunters
Garden defilers
Enslaving humans
With fur and purr

The workman came,
said what he would do
and vanished

Sounds like a song
from a nineteen sixties
kitchen sink movie
It all depends
on what you mean by "it"
The Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy
said: "The answer is forty two"
but
Forty two what?
Now there's a question

I shrink in cold weather
And my shoes fall off

The weather forecast for today
said mist would later clear away
and afternoon be bright.
So far the earth is sombre, drear,
no hint of sunshine to appear
before again it's night.
The tapestry of twigs and branches
when the breeze arises, dances
stitched across the sky.
I remember when the green
sleek new leaves could well be seen
by any passer-by.
The birds still sing although no rays
of sunshine cheer their wintry days.
They're pairing up in time
by end of January's freezing weight
to reach mid-February's sacred date,
that of Saint Valentine.

Scurrying under umbrella
Sudden light halts
Above is almond-blossom
Joy

Assignment-'Write a sonnet'
I did look up the definition ...

6 am
A bird sings
He likes getting up
I should

Iona
Place of pilgrimage-
if wind
hasn't halted
the ferry

'Message send failed'
Heads together
Try again
Same message
Gloom