diary

next year’s diary
for every blank page
a new dawn ©

 

 

 

 

 

 

squatting

spiders

squatting in our sledges

first snow ©

 

 

 

 

 

hail

hail on the window

in the hearth crackling logs

play percussion©

 

 

 

 

 

 

December

December dusk

in the distance

sleigh bells©

 

 

 

 

 

christmas

christmas tree

fairy lights flash

a rainbow©

 

 

 

 

 

dry

dry stone walls

through four seasons

same shade of grey ©

 

 

 

winter

a winter chill

whispers through the house

she cups her cocoa©

 

 

 

 

raindrops

raindrops rattle

a chill wind dances

down my spine©

 

 

 

 

 

Exchange

First it took my finger nails and then it took two stone,

Then it took my energy and had me flown back home.

Next it took my relationship and my freedom to roam,

Then it took my fertility, the future I’d made my own.

It even took some memory and weakened every bone,

It almost took my sanity, never leaving me alone.

In exchange it gave me focus, the present is my zone,

And it gave me courage, to brave this path unknown.©

 

 

 

 

 

evening

early evening
a black cat stalks
the bird’s shadow©