• on time

    lit fuse splutters, flaresruns smooth, sparkles then silenceexcept our heartbeats ~ CLP 03/02/2022

  • on friendship

    even in winterbud swells, bursts into flowercome now, what’s to fear? ~ n.b. Alternative last lines: come now, what’s to fear all we have is time all we need is time warmth of Sun draws bloom Feel free to add your own five syllables via the comments link. 😊 ~ CLP 28/01/2022

  • on time

    so many placesI would love to share with youhave we enough hours? ~ CLP 23/01/2022

  • on love

    please don’t call nowit cost a lifetime last timeleft me counting days ~ CLP 19/01/2022

  • on white lights

    intermittent wipersbroken linesmarking where to cutthrough naked treesclawing at the sheetof cloudsbright red trianglesblack on whitewarning dartssharp bendswhite on blackapproaching one-eyed carwobbles past close enoughto make me winceand I hear you”Slow down.Watch out for the deer.”And this is what happens;you become part of my worldas I drive toward yours ~ CLP 10/01/2022

  • on light

    compared with the Suneverything becomes grey-scalewithout perspective ~ n.b. It has been a challenging few days, putting fingers to the keyboard as impossible as joining like poles of two magnets. The ‘must post’ became ‘can’t post’. Now, a shift. Was it the sunlight? Was it the experience of movement in daytime? Was it enjoying catching

  • on time

    quickly faster nowhurry up mustn’t be latethis is all I have ~ CLP 25/12/2021

  • on winter

    turquoise or azureit’s not a competitionletter box of light ~ JS & CLP 12/12/2021

  • on love

    heard it all before?torn up the script, binned the book?good sense of humour?you’ll need itwhen you find yourself backscanning the shelvesbeing caught by a catchy titlereaching out instinctivelygently pulling at the spinehandling it with respectliking the coversavouring the smell of the fresh-printed pageengaged by the writingchoosing to invest some timeyou take it homedip indiscover this

  • Apogee

    we can’t get much further awayfrom the summer solsticegrasses tickling your shinssun pink face, a few frecklesbut it’s good to be herewith winter encroachingwith your smilebright as buttercupsyour kisses delicateas sweet pea flowers ~ CLP 18/11/2021