I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world, to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')

These poems are works in progress and may be updated without notice. Nevertheless copyright applies to all writings here and all photos (which are either my own or used with permission). Thank you for your comments. I read and appreciate them all, and reply here to specific points that seem to need it — or as I have the leisure. Otherwise I reciprocate by reading and commenting on your blog posts as much as possible.

1 December 2010

In dripping rain: November 2010

Three young magpies strut
with high heads
in their fine feathers.

5/11/10


al fresco dining
heavy rain
my birthday party

13/11/10


six Indian mynahs
huddle squawking on my rail
in dripping rain

19/11/10


Busy, can’t recall
that coffee
I only just drank!

26/11/10


Our bed is noisy.
I hear snuggled cats purring
and hubby’s deep snores.

29/11/10

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