Tuesday, May 31, 2011

I wake early and look into the darkness for a sign of dawn
the pillow is soft beneath my head,
my body snug in its cocoon of warmth

Monday, May 30, 2011

wake up

for a few seconds I turn off the hot water
and allow icy needles to shower down my back

Sunday, May 29, 2011

sunday morning

it is only me out walking
and the twittering birds that dart from fence post to tree to telephone wire

Saturday, May 28, 2011

the coffee filter utters a throaty gurgling sound
steam rises from the pot
and a fresh sweet aroma wafts down the passage

Friday, May 27, 2011

the house is quiet;
all I hear is the occasional click of the mouse, the tap of the keyboard, the hum of the fridge
outside a bird squawks an early morning call

Thursday, May 26, 2011

a percussion of raindrops on tin muffles the usual morning chorus

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

through the window I catch a glimpse of dawn,
the eastern sky is pink above a silhouette of trees
perhaps it will rain today.

Monday, May 23, 2011

winter sunshine burns through mist
revealing a crisp clear morning

Monday, May 9, 2011

a towel lies in a lumpy heap of dampness on the bedroom floor

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

a slinky black cat stalks through a green field of white sheep