the grey ribbon of the road flows down through the village dissecting the two sides here on the sunny side days are longer and brighter away from the shadow of the dark hill lower down the road swings round the church a walled island protected from the rush and houses moored to the road-river bob…… Continue reading village


the hedge silhouette ‘gainst the darkening sky leaves flutter and flicker in blustery wind as I watch and I rest in a moment of quiet feel the breath in my lungs feel my feet on the ground feel myself feeling calm and content

small lives

accidental glimpses of moments not mine a glance into tv-lit living room windows conversations half heard from passers by freeze-framed arm-waving distant arguments a fractious child crying and mother’s strained calm small snippets collected like a photo mosaic building a picture of other lives filed in my memory marked miscellaneous so many people just passing…… Continue reading small lives

morning moon

the morning moon hangs low over the treetops like a ripe fruit watching over the hills calm and serene across the valley the sun stretches and yawns sends sunbeams bouncing off clouds grabbing attention dazzling eyes the morning moon rests wide smiling face relaxed soft and gently glowing patiently biding time til darkness falls again