Monday, 7 March 2016

LAST SUMMER TRIO




1.

birds bleep 
update alerts

sounds like that anyway
to
my
zoned-off
half-mind
on-the-nod
stretched 
out
on
the
patio
recliner
eyes shut and everything is blue


2.

uncooked oven fry

a single yellow chip
who tumbled
into accidental segregation

speaks
more
than
words
from the 
dusk light 
kitchen floor


3.

grateful for the garden

tucked pocket of english green

mad sprouts
and
knowing bark
is
fairy-tale impossible and mountain dignified
under
wi-fi 
skies



from smartrestaurants.co.uk


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