I like being on time
but I am usually early
and have a boring wait
Being late isn't an option
I always end up early

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

I met some Chinese
on my walk today
They seemed lost

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

Beware of this day
We need to be nervous
Julius Caesar was assassinated
Two hundred sailors drowned
in a cyclone
which Sank their warships
In 1952 Large amounts of rain
fell on a French island
in the Indian Ocean
I was in Egypt at the time
Sinai desert
No rain

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 last day of summer
I'm looking forward to autumn

The garden's dormant
'til another springtime comes
which soon will be here

I was stood by the window
feeling very brave at the fireworks
when  a flare etched into the stonework
close to the cinnamon ***

After going to the store for some greens
I took a walk up Farlton Knot
I needed a guide
The sky was was  a bright red flame colour
Probably some rain on the way
I didn’t stay long
I came down
and made my way home

It's senseless
building a wall
in all this rain

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

I saw a pair of foxes this morning
running quietly across the lawn
probably hunting for food

We used to have a lot of rabbits
but the foxes are keeping them under control
It was only six o'clock this morning

Still a relatively mild winter
Wonder what's to come
February can be harsh
in this part of the world
Some night frosts though
Signs at the moment it may stay mild
though we'll be lucky to escape the snow
No snow on the mountain tops yet

Really wet morning
rain very heavy today
maybe dry later

I was busy
gluing pictures
into my scrapbook
when I came across
a lovely one
of a blackbird

I pasted it
in an instant

I found out that
Epiphany
was on January sixth

I also made a tryst
with the girl next door

I went to the doctor today
and he wasn't in

Now in the new year
Hope it's a good one
and peace reigns across the planet
Too many wars
and rumours of war

I  was  stood  on  the  edge
of  a  precipice.
When  a  loud  clap  of  thunder
came  down  from  a  red  sky.
Then  it  turned  black
black  as  the  night.
There  was  certainly
a  lack  of  oxygen  in  the  air.
So  i  made  my  way  home
in  the  driving  rain.

The Covid here again, see
affecting both you and me
I think it will stay
and we all will pay

Every line of this artful picture
showing smoke
rising from the floor
stealing to the surface

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

Its a lovely spring morning
I'm looking out
at a blossoming cherry tree
The sun casting shadows
across the lawn
A row of *** plants
baking in the morning sun
some flowering
and some still dormant
A slight breeze starting to pick up
What else can I say?
The weather seems set fair.

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

It's been a strange week
Hospitals and birthday parties
What a contrast
I hope for a quiet week next week
but not too quiet

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

Its a high spring

summer morning

the Daffodils  have been nice

now its the blossom

that's lighting up the countryside

I've been for an operation

so I must take it easy

in the coming weeks

The garden will soon be in full bloom

as summer comes

KEITH WILSON

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

New locks at Birthwaite
Are we in or are we out?
We're never 'in there with a shout'
Builders working in the rain
wishing it was fine again
They are actually working very hard
Should be finished by end of March

I stood on the steps of our mansion
Hazel was busy doing the garden
She found a bird’s nest in the bushes
She finished folding the groundsheet
which was a relief to one and all

It's a lovely spring morning
good to be alive today

I found out
my football coupon was void

There was me
thinking I had won

and going out
in a blaze of glory

For a few minutes
I wanted to sing

My head was in a spin

Poetry is a pain
there is little gain

We sit there for hours
talking about the flowers

When all is said and done
winter has not gone

She looks through me
never seeing the love
I’m feeling for her
She’s tall and slim
with hair of sun
Her face, perfection
skin of rare complexion
that mouth unique
that will never speak to me

The football club were ****** new talent!

One day the manager burst into the dressing room
"Where's young Todd" he said
he's gone missing again;
pity, he's such a cool player"

My friend turned to me saying
it was an enigma

I went to the bank
It was misty and raining
I arrived
needing some money
I had forgotten my pin number
probably stemming from the lockdown
Eventually I got it right
took my money
and went home
singing

The eleventh of May
The date of today
Was the day of the birth
On this fortunate earth
Of a poet of note
Of Keith Wilson I speak
Published, prolific
Read in the cities
Read on the beach
On tablets and towers
They love his technique
From gardens and flowers
To departures and grief
His readers rejoice and celebrate
This wholly happy date

Sean Hunt

Love is in the air
It's Valentine's Day
The day Saint Valentine
lost his life

Tree stands very tall
the leaves now in full blossom
waiting for summer

I was just coming out
of the glass house
when a fox came
from behind
the distant ash tree
I thought
he was wanting to bond
but hearing me
he ran off at high speed

It's dark and dismal outside
as behind my window I hide
The rain comes down far and wide
nothing stops it, there is no guide
Rivers burst in their banks
Tidal waves all around
There's no boundaries, there's no thanks
water covering all the ground
People flooded in their homes
mopping up all alone
wading through the swirling foam
getting frozen to the bone
It will stop one day
but it seems we've all to pay

I went to the bank
It was misty and raining
I arrived
needing some money
I had forgotten my pin number
probably stemming from the lockdown
Eventually I got it right
took my money
and went home
singing

It's a nice fine morning
Could make a nice day

I tossed a silver coin
which spilled across the floor
into the speck of dust
I told my lover
it was over

I fell through the hedge
I hurt my knees quite a bit
I'll soon be better

Autograph
is it real or is it fake?
Tommy Handley, four hundred pounds
How do we know it's authentic?
I suppose we will never know
They sign one card
then there's a big print-off

It's still a relatively mild winter
I wonder what's to come?
February can be harsh in this part of the world
still night frosts though
Signs at the moment- it will stay mild
though we'll be lucky to escape the snow
Snow on the mountain tops

Nice frosty morning
All the grass is very white
Should make a nice day

People ask
"When are the leaves coming on the trees?"
It's usually mid to late April
then we can plant the early potatoes
and prepare seed beds
And hope there are no late frosts
(That's England)

A full screen of starlings
flew overhead
curling ‘round
then they melted
into the distance
It made my pulse race
for a few seconds

Technology is here to stay
Nobody cares as long as you pay
Sometimes fast and mostly slow
keeping you 'on the go'
Patience needed all the time
trying to make poetry rhyme
One day it may be better
every single little letter