I was reading this book
Was it an illusion?
I was drawn like a magnet;
I couldn not stop reading
I was bound to finish sometime
but
there was a problem
with the Quantum

Dark days again
Noisy in here today
resting on the spine of my book
my head's in a spin
making things impossible

Nice drop of rain Wednesday evening
will help the garden flourish
nice crop of Red Skin potatoes
No leeks this year to nourish

The old barn owl was on the wing
in line with the moon's shadow

I followed without a whisper
until he settled, in a nearby tree

A large sycamore
stands tall
like a guardsman
on parade

I went to mingle at coffee morning
with mixed feelings
All I could hear were voices
echoing along the passageway

There was nothing really of note
We seem to be going through
an unsettled spell
at the moment

The geese flew over, early morning
in strict formation
There seemed to be more than usual
Perhaps a dozen

It was quite a shock
seeing the lovely artwork
of a luminous train
with all the strange syllables
across the bottom edge

I read in the paper
about this animal
imitating
walking
into purple flames
in a movie

Wet ground yesterday
Heavy downpour late last night
Dryer this morning

The tree was eroding
a full length of wood
I had a cup of tea
and listened
to some lyrics

The sky is very dark
It's going to rain today
Blustery sharp wind

It's a wettish day
The flowers are dashed to pieces
A cold wind also

It's absurd!

They isolated me
at the coffee morning

I had a vision
of everything going wrong

I didn't say a word

John the postman
is a cheerful chap
although
he once hurt his back

He brings the mail
dead on time
whether it's wet
or whether it's fine

He trundles along
in his little red van
and he's always there
to help if he can

I can't fathom out
why the spine of the book
has gone rotten
in the middle pages

Perhaps my wife, Grace
can help
when she has finished the orange
she is eating

The jackdaws
are noisy
today
They like to rule the roost

The last day of summer
I'm looking forward to autumn

There seemed no sense
in the tackle
which caused
a double-fracture of the right leg

He should have stayed at home
with his painting on the easel
and his beer fermenting
in the kitchen

Autumn is just around
the corner
quite a lot of rain

The flowers
starting
to die back

Birds sing
quieter now

The breeding season
is over

The pigeons out in the open
taking a big risk
with sparrowhawks all around

The deer was in the garden today
getting some exercise

After the blazing hot weather
nothing of wind to blow a feather
Supersonic rain came
in heavy downpours
The pollen from the plants
adding to the petrichor

A lot of meadows and wildflowers
have disappeared
these days
with the onset
of farmers'
new working techniques

Death of my favorite Ash tree
Three men came and cut it down
with ropes and pulleys
they risked life and limb
A perfectly healthy tree
What is going on?
It has changed my view completely

Do I go or do I stay?
Mainly stay is the right option

Weather hot
but cloudy
News headline:
'A bronze statue
has been switched
for a cheaper model'

I sat in my garden
having my effervescent
The supercilious lady
said
"Why weren't you at Bingo?"
I said
"It was nonsense"

The pretty blackbird
foraging for food
on the big lawn

The Hydrangeas bushes
I see from my window
are a vivid blue color
Hot and humid today
so they do stand out

By the way
some Hydrangeas
are pink
The colors seem to come
from different soil conditions

I was innocently sat on the straw
in Egypt
under the sun
when a mirage
suddenly appeared
Very vivid!
Then suddenly
it was finite

There is a plague
of wasps
this summer

They are everywhere
Mind what you eat
you could get stung

I don't like them
coming in
my flat

The large garden daisies
are looking very well
Quite a picture!

The squirrel was back
this morning
just as day was dawning
scrambling up a tree
fitter than you or me
looking out for nuts
There was no ifs or buts

The ambulance
outside again
It seems an early morning ritual

The Hostas
are flowering
well
this year
don't always do

I met some Chinese
on my walk today
They seemed lost

I was the last
of the old Victorian gardeners
the 'cap in hand'
sort of chap
I did six acres
on my own
mowing lawns
and tending flower beds
just getting help
with the vast amount of leaves
in the fall
Now the landscapers turn up
and do it all
in one day
(in a fashion)
My how things have changed

Watching celestial
syzygy
drinking my glass of lilt
Coins in my pocket
Still feeling innocent

It's senseless
building a wall
in all this rain

There was an omen
it was going to be
more than a ripple

Tommy was sat in the trenches
trying to write his poetry
but was distracted by the rats
scampering by
all the time

But with all the bullets and shells
and not forgetting the vermin
it was pretty hard
trying to write poetry

They say
"Climbing is the spice of life"
It would be
if we hadn't to carry
all this weight
It seems to be the trend
We will have to wait and see
There seems to be
a fair chance

My poem was trending
as it climbed into space
We'll have to wait
could have a fair chance
of getting
'Poem Of The Day'

I suppose they still do it
eight o'clock sharp
stamp your card
8:02 you are still alright
8:03 stamped in red
lost fifteen minutes pay
and so on
and so on

A regular 8:03
will have you in the office
for a good telling off

People say
"You are not eating properly"
We don't say that to the birds
Do we?

I sheltered
from the driving snow
which froze
as it hit the ground
Sure was heavy!
Got my flares wet

On my walk this morning
just as day was dawning
I spied a mossy rock
which had been forgot

Behold, it was covered
from head to toe
with a host of fully ripened
wild strawberries

Nature at its best!

The sharp blade
came spiralling down
towards the man's
distraught face
causing a spark
on the solid surface
as he fought
to get away.

(Every Tuesday the O'Bheal Poetry competition in Ireland suggests five unrelated words and the contest or challenge is to make a poem from those five words.  On July 9th the five words were:  spiral   blade   spark   distort   surface ).  One can google.....' O'Bheal Five-Word poetry'  competition and submit any poems for an annual contest where the winner travels to Ireland all expenses paid to read their poem at an event.

The tale of the desert is uncovered
in 'The Oval Heart' film

Not feeling good today
I wish it would all go away
Shaking like a leaf
I hope it's only brief
I just want to sleep
heavy and deep
Could do with some soup
instead I've come down
to the poetry group

What else do you want to know?