money

 

money scented

fingertips

counting my change©

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Swops

I’ll swop you green trees for golden leaves,

A warm breeze for chill winds,

And long days for dark nights.

I’ll swop you sunhats for scarf and gloves,

Ice-creams for apple pies,

And sandcastles for conker hunts.

I’ll swop you summer

For autumn.©

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

thunder

morning thunder

huddled on the doorstep

two white pints ©

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

night

night silence

in the woods outside

a branch snaps ©

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

riverside

riverside walk

my shadow ripples

alongside me ©

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

heart

heart beats

punctuate my worries

anxious©

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

dinner

at dinner

I bite my tongue

autumn storm abates ©

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

hear

I hear

what your thinking

silent night©

 

 

 

 

chill

morning chill

autumn sun warms

the soul ©

 

 

 

 

 

 

derelict

derelict house

fallen leaves carpet

the empty rooms ©