February 2022

The greening has begun…

Shoots, like sun-rays,
drawn by the pull of sun’s rays:
equal – opposite.



Big storm (Eunice)…

Crashing, colliding,
waves at the sea-wall mosh-pit
spray the roads with salt.



The first signs of life…

Tired of bare branches,
Spring tips sallies with soft buds,
Hazels, with tassels.



A quiet night…

A curve of new moon
smiles its lop-sided bright grin
through black, ink-scratch trees.