Tea and bonsai

A Gap In The Clouds

checked on the bonsai
made tea

walked under the greens
said hello to ducks
read till my arms began to admire the sun too much
put away the book
thought about getting a cat

drank more tea
meandered about love
got lost in my own loneliness
until I remembered I’m a hermit
and solitude is my soul’s wish

relaxed into my teacup
came to the conclusion
that it would be welcome
this love thing
but then
who’d check on the bonsai

or feed the cat

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Chandelier reflections

A Gap In The Clouds

I’ve had my second book signing today and while I was waiting I wrote a poem about the atmosphere and the arena of it all. I was there with the kindness of Sarah Stokes who said I could come along to her Art Show and set up a table. Thank you.

Chandelier reflections
echo their light
upon the distant window
as polished floors
soak up their warmth

This nervous poet shivers a little
; there is a chill in the air
as the open doors
allow the oncoming winter’s breath
to seep into his toes
and up to his pen-holding fingers

Laughter from the room beyond
warms him as watercolour moments
are re-painted upon the eyes and minds
of the viewing public

His hat rests behind him above his scarf
calling to be worn
as a headache looms in the shadows …
yet
see here
he is now within…

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