I sit up in bed
with Spouse and laptop;
grandson
in the kitchen:
French toast for breakfast.
1/1/11
The heat revs up
as the morning brightens.
What time today
will humid rains kick in?
Summer at full throttle.
4/1/11
Half-empty town.
Staccato rain attacks
the roof of my car,
gutters run full and fast.
I leave gladly.
12/1/11
One evening
I sense a tall presence,
maybe a friend
seeking reassurance?
Thereafter, a deep peace.
***********************
Our comfortable bed
looks out on a walled garden.
Unseen neighbours
provide tall trees and vines
for deeper enchantment.
26/1/11
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