Just Your Imagination

I watched as my deceased cousin’s wife ascended to the pulpit. Her face was stony, cold and beneath it I was sure emotion must be roiling, however it wasn’t obvious and I couldn’t help but wonder if she was bothered about it at all. But I settled myself and as my cousin-in-law opened her mouth, I prepared myself for what she was about to say.

Just Your Imagination

Caterpillar

you are a caterpillar
faffing in my mind
you are eating at my leaves
leaving nothing behind

Caterpillar

The Children

the children are out to play
they swarm around the court like bees
the children are playing ball
a cacophony of screams and flashing knees

The Children

Seasons

When I was born, a tiny bundled bud,
Life stretched ahead – a garden of delight,
Like a seed in a dandelion pod,
Or a Spring shoot, I was warmed by the light.

Seasons