"Clever Clogs"
My sister used to say to me
All these years later
I still don't know
what it means

Spring is here today
We saw lambs along the way
Spring is here today
The blue sky stayed
Spring is here today

Our tastes change every seven years
A lucky number for some

First to arrive
I should get a prize
said Broghan

As the sun shone brightly
after the storms the last few weeks
I saw  a Crocus growing through the lawn
The beauty of spring flowers
thriving
brings joy to my heart
as does the sound
of little birds singing

As we were leaving the hospital
We were met by
a beautiful
turquoise sky
a blanket of
mottled blue and red
with the 'Wow' factor
instead of
the 'X' factor

I like to peel an orange
and share it around

I don't know why 'Page'
is a girls' name

My spine moves slowly
side to side

'Grace' we say
before we eat

I still can't fathom
how to put my duvet cover on

Now returning home
full of fresh air, sunshine
and beans

On the line of the horizon
in the moonlight
we saw an owl

The whisper of his wings
showed us the way
to follow
to his nest

I just noticed that
all the branches of the trees
move in harmony

On my left
an industrial lawnmower
On my right
the shrill pitch
of the fire drill
Behind me
the clatterbang sound
of furniture
coming down the stairs
An unusually noisy morning!

"Hazardous waste"
it said
on that lorry
I wonder why
they made it
if they knew
it was going to be
hazardous?

I saw my grandsons
yesterday
we had some fun
They were
pressing their noses
against the door pane
and pulling faces

I opened my eyes
to my surprise
I saw fluffy white clouds in the sky
that we had not seen for a few weeks
A little rain would do the parched earth good
letting the flowers and trees
continue to grow
natures way of giving us what we need
and for which I am thankful

My grandson said to me
that
he had helped to choose
his brother
while he was still
in the womb
of his mother

In fine drizzly rain
snow becomes slushy puddles
some quite deep, I think

I am thankful for
all the little things
that people do for me
I am thankful for
the warmth of the sun
I am thankful for
the sea breeze in my hair
I am thankful for
the birds that sing
I am thankful for
the opportunity to give
I am thankful for
the friends I have met along the way
There are so many things
to be thankful for

The grass is green today
Hip Hip Hooray
First day of spring
and not a cloud in sight
The sky is blue
Standing here
on my feet
dictating this poem
sat down
wondering when
we can go out
to play
again

The End

On this horrible
wet and windy day
I was glad to have
somewhere to go
and play

My daughter
bathed my feet
in the nice cool water
A big yellow and green dragonfly
flew by

Sought after autographs
Authors musicians and artists
Some people like to collect them

The sun comes out to play
Enjoy the vitamin D
I hope it will stay

The changing of the season
from winter to spring
allows the workers to re-begin
the installation of the alarm system
windows and doors
and the slate roof
We hope it will be all done
by next winter
appreciated by all

Twelve o'clock midday
the workmen are downing tools
Oh what a relief!

My son
is going to walk
out of the hospital

Some visions are absurd

Feeling isolated
turn your mind to a word
such as 'thick' or 'thin'

Dwelling with that word within
the vision might not be so absurd

Every little cell
in my body
is happy
Every little cell
in my body
is well
I'm so glad
that every little cell
in my body
is happy
and every little cell
in my body
is well

No matter what happens
always keep love in your heart
You will be okay

Creating a void
by spinning around
in a blaze
making a sound

It took a minute or two
we found
to hear the sound
and to sing with it

A poignant poem
is having sadness
turn into gladness
remembering good times
and not the badness
so we can be free
and continue
with lots of love
in our hearts

"Too old for surgery"
The surgeon turned me down
This was a great relief
I cheered without a sound

He said it would be major
moving things around
so I was very glad
to be homeward bound

I sat and I watched
the sun shadows were changing
as the snow melted

The purple paper profile
cut out
and put on the wall
imitates an animal
reflected from the flames
of the fire

Is it the seventh?
I wonder where the workmen are?
I hope they are here

Imagine
no planes
no boats
no trains
no cars
for a few weeks
and
nature restoring
its balance
more than
Kyoto ever has done

It rained a lot
in the last week or two
The gloomy weather increasing
as the hours of daylight
are receding
However
in two weeks time
thinking positively
the sun will be
heading back
our way
up north
and it will soon be spring

Confused
by the word
'syzygy'
I innocently
looked out
of the glass window
lifted my head
liltingly
and wondered
where my coins were
instead

Buds of spring begin
when the sun hits the branches
turning them golden

Not a lot of mud to see
the ground is drying up
eventually

Everything came to a halt
Shift schedules
routines and rotas
all stopping and changing
for a week or two
There was lots of
rushing before
relaxing during
and now
we are on our way back to normal

I stopped and I stared
towards the red morning sky
A sight to behold!

Point to the ceiling
Point to the floor
Point to the window
Point to the door

Refrain from squinting

lens have been invented

many moons ago, now

you can wear them

even in the wildest of weathers

thankfully

Tufts of grass appearing
as the snow is slowly falling
and amazingly
the snowdrops
and crocuses
have survived

Both beautiful
and interesting
to see
as I sit here again
looking out
of my windowpane

News headlines forecast:
'Very dry hot weather'
Suddenly
storm clouds appear from nowhere
Switching the headline:
'From as far back as the Bronze age
weather still mystifies us all'

White anenome
standing out in the garden
the first this season

Winter is on it's way

Andrew is here today

The yummy soup for you

Come and share a bowl or two



The words are flowing

The soup is too

Guess we must be hungry

And the sky is blue

Verses come together

Passing on skills old and new

The deluge has been pouring down
for how long, I wonder?
It is not just a drizzle
that gets into your bones
and it's not raining 'cats and dogs'.
Pitter-patter raindrops
Pitter-patter raindrops
all around, on the ground
I don't think it needs it
I wish some spring sunshine
would come our way

Here's one of three
Where could
the other two
be?

This Winter
we've discovered Humphrey's Head a bird sanctuary
This Winter
only one puddle of ice
This Winter
we saw daffodils in January
This Winter
we waited but did not see droves of flocking birds in the early evening
Perhaps next year I'll see salmon jumping