Flickering

Caught between

March and May,

the days flicker.

Parting

Grey curtains part:

the afternoon

is shiny.

Imagining

On a sunny plinth,

the pigeon imagines

being a statue.

Enticing

On a blank wall,

phantom windows 

entice the eye.

Slumping

Sacks of sand

slump in the fading heat -

building-site blues.

Drifting

We drift like

fallen blossoms -
too long a weekend.

Marrying

Marigold

marries gold

and green.

Draping

Thunderclouds

drape the sky -

grey and sweaty.

Meeting

Here, where the sun 

meets the shade -

my habitual seat.

Thickening

Now the heat thickens,

dusty and insistent -

too early for this!

Being

After the gallery,

everything 

is a painting.

Wrapping

The evening wraps you

in a generous cocoon

of heated shadows.

Postponing

The slothful mind

of this unanchored day

postpones words.

Encouraging

Iris, your blue wings

and tiger heart

encourage me.

Coming and going

A shifting wind:
the scent of freedom
comes and goes.

Whispering

The rain whispers
damp little words like
trickle and drip.

Sparkling

Savagely scrubbed clean,
the concrete sparkles -
such renewal!

Persisting

In the grey morning
of my heart, these
purple flowers persist.

Falling

Yellow petals fall
beside the garden wall:
drifts of gold-dust.

Drinking

Drink up the sun -
cold will be back
tomorrow, they say.

Rising

Music rises
in the light
like dust.

Pretending

Dress rehearsal:

spring pretends
to be summer.

Dancing

In the sunshine, words
dance across the page:
London Review.

Looking

Seamless blue cloth
stretched across the sky -
look up!

Casting

Today, sunshine:

the young tree

casts a small shadow.

Burning

Back-garden bonfire
burns away
what's left of winter.

Sleeping

Warmth invades

winter-weary bones -

I sleep late.

Climbing

Grey dawn

climbs the sky,

bird over bird.

Floating

White magnolia

floats into view

on a city street.

Shaking

A raw wind shakes
the unfurling froth
of new leaves.