Autumn seems to have crept in through a back door, the meteorological one at least. Astronomical autumn comes with the autumnal equinox on Friday the 23rd of September in the UK.
Tag: summer
Summer Love
A love poem for Summer.
The Butterfly Collector
November petered out. December whistled on the horizon. Jack sat at his writing desk and looked onto liquorice daylight which hung on fading ivy. Fingerprints, dead bugs and pigeon droppings adorned his window. Today was one of those writing days where the whiteness of his journal burned his eyes. His pen felt like a heavy wooden club…
Calendars
The smell and taste of cockles at the seaside always takes me to a certain place in a calendar. Calendars are for guidance; experience creates our own. January, was that not the time we discovered schadenfreude?
Beggar’s Barm
Two words for rain unveiled a season in rural life.
Juno revealed she was married, where was her ring?
On a blashy day, she showed her face, hid froth
Collected from runny streams in summer showers.
Month by month another piece was exposed.
Some parts left obscured by the sun,
Others turned back into their own shadow.
I would love to be the girl she has become.