Cold mornings unwrinkled sheets Waking up lone under cold quilts Sun shining meek glass pane thick Warmth kept out yet again Between the...

A drop of dew frozen A brook hurtling in abandon Arc of a rainbow molten Fragrance reminiscent of eventide Breeze trapped inside of wind...

No jetfuel No maps No GPS From the straits of Alaska to the tips of Tasmania Flying ceaseless To escape the cold for which I only need...

Swarm of beings rushing unto nothing Flock of personalities trying to fit in School of wishes kept at bay Crowd of shadows tangled away...

Wars that don't cease Peace that ain't at ease Climate that has long given up on us Animals treading in fear Every nook, every corner...

A rather odd pair they always were As different in every manner and way as diverse as night and day Meeting only briefly at dusk they...

Red, black, blue taking up any hue Things of any size or shape remaining unchanged by view An ant crawling careless or lofty clouds...

Sunrise, sunset or the lone star hanging overhead Skies, clouds, rainbows or horizons make-believe Flowers, trees, mountains of any...

Weeks, days, hours finite Months tearing years disproportionate Minutes, seconds frittered as if they don't even exist Past, Present,...

Lost keys TV remote Parking ticket Taxi receipt Sticky notes coming unstuck Lost temper Patience Mind Opportunity Gathering the nerves...

From zero to eighty or hundred miles an hour in under five seconds or less From peaks of joy to depths of angst in under a blink From one...

Making one see light at the end of a tunnel clearing in the middle of a forest cloud's silver lining Letting one savour oasis in the...

Feathers nondescript shades of brown and grey with random markings Tiny wings capable of soaring the skies Talons weak unassuming beak...

On sand by the sea soaked in sun On frozen tundras night scoring months In lofty penthouses with skyroofs Under thatched huts with sky...

Balustrades of memory High walls imagined Moat of emotions teeming under the rickety bridge of pretence Minarets of meaning holding...

Beginning of the end or end of the beginning Sunday spilling into Monday or just my imagining Named, unnamed ways giving Time the...

Rooted to ground left where planted A tree still entrenches past hurdles and crevices to let the spring sprout and dance on its branches...

Blue over grey shades of firmament Ochre of the sunrise blushing them away Shadows of swallows embracing the day Flying across this...

Broken pots, cracked cravats, gems that made it past desires worn-out ...make it Shamed deities, celebrated paintings, rusty swords,...

The biggest and the shiniest of fish swim out of her Nets effortless The smallest and the stinkiest get stuck like crabs out of choice...