17 January 2016

january days


january days

stones in the tread

of a tyre swing

 

snow melt


snow melt


a roof tile

archipelago

of moss


reappears

 

not writing


not writing


but turning

the compost


finding many

earthworms

 

oh, listen to that ...


forget the ache

in my scarecrow bones

. . . song thrush

january rain


january rain

me & the other

hollow trees

 

the weir


in one ear

out the other

the roar

of the weir

 

orion


left padlocked

under streetlight

orion's bike

 

on the anniversary of Charlie Hebdo


phones rang

in the pockets

of the dead

 

words that jumped out at me from subtitles on BBC documentary
Three Days of Terror - The Charlie Hebdo Attacks

line


thislineofpen&inktrees

 

walk


the moon

just past full

in a clear dawn sky

where are they going

all these birds

 

doubt


the doubts

are you trying to

wake yrself up

 

christmas to new year



john 3.16 / inflatable santa



another night

another half dozen

tv murders



along the towpath

twigsnap of brittle

sunlight



on the tree still

the baubles

of unpicked apples



passing thought

the canal regains

its composure



year's end

we can see right thru'

this threadbare hedge



at the end of the jetty

the silent whiteness

of a twilight swan



past the graveyard ...

last of the light

sinks into the cobbles


halfmoonlight


halfmoonlight

enough small change

to see me through