Winter’s Trees

The winter’s trees all seem
to root in fog in some
unfinished scene, silent
as the absent green; these
whose motion is to wait Continue reading “Winter’s Trees”

Cheering up

From out of the brown,
life emerges, a green light
in the grey day.

Then daffodils
cast off their Winter blues,
put on their yellow frocks

and wobble away
at the discotheque of suns.
They are hilarious

in the chill wind,
young, bright colours
dancing in the storm.