last update:
21 Jul 10
and in the shop…
collections from Poetry Spring –
“Trans-Siberian Travels”
“Love Shines Beyond Grief”
“Serenity After the Storms”
“Pink Nightie Poems”
“Love Poems”
“The Places We’re Touched”
“The Pebble Collection”
There were no leaves
on the trees
when I came here,
pale, blue-lipped and breathless.
I watched as spring
made slow progress
through grey skies,
pale-edged, chilly, struggling.
I noticed people’s coats
become jackets
more light-weight,
pale-toned, not black, brown, navy.
I felt my healing,
strength returning,
muscles aching under
pale indoor skin.
I sensed the long nights,
barely darkening,
dusk and dawn so close,
pale, pink and humid.
I felt the fullness
of midsummer,
re-packing my ‘overnight’ bag,
pale, dusty; winter gloves still inside.