talking about music
their feet under the table
tap in time
spring term -
he tries to type
with gloves on
winter sun
flashes off metal
and glass
an icy wind -
the greens and whites
of the flower stall
sunlight and shadow
moving across this year's
action plan
long after it seems
that light and hope have died
green spears push through
dark earth and a bird calls
in the night garden
little girl
holds her doll by the ankle
and swings
her auburn hair
flying in the wind
looking out
of an old photograph
my younger self
gives me a coolly
disapproving stare
[It's scary what comes to light when you're moving house.]If you'd like to disapprove of your future self why not send them an email from FutureMe?
crows
on neighbours rooftops
back to back
A-level papers -
questions I once knew
the answers to
[It's amazing what comes to light when you're moving house.]
village station
an early bird sings louder
than the tannoy
grey day
the only bright spot
a red traffic light
no smoking sign
beside the one that says
do not alight here
irritated
by the sight of early
hot cross buns
full moon -
another look through
the property pages
bare branches
outside the vacant house
wren song
beyond
the road closed sign -
just fog
all over town
pale light
of the hidden moon
streetlights
on wet tiles, the street sweeper's
brush marks
jackdaws
take to the sky before
the winter sun
at the end
of this unremarkable road
misty fields
house portrait
from a respectful distance
down the green lane
a flock of gulls
sunlit
over the gas tanks
low sun
illuminates
the undersides of things
sitting
cross legged, head bowed -
in a shop doorway
house for sale -
a snail
by the gate
quiet celebration -
first tea
of the new year
New Year's Eve
a dream of leaving
by dotto train