music falls
into the emptiness
the silence
my wind chimes moving
softly in the almost still
4/5/11
feel like death
not dying, sneezing
(waving
not drowning)
and you in hospital
10/5/11
Homecoming
the bed is full
he breathes beside me
I feel balanced
the weight of him there
restored, secures me
17/5/11
the one bloom
on my autumn rose
droops
heavy with fullness
petals beginning to curl
sunshine
and tiny white clouds
a sky
deceptively light
ahead of the rain
these mirrors
tell me I’m growing old
and still
happiness fills me
with dancing light
24/5/11
only two red leaves
among thick dark green
on the poinsettia
but I thought it was dead
at the end of summer
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our green autumn
was good for the plants
now winter
beginning tomorrow
comes in with flowers
31/5/11
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