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Your outside input

Alpaca

This week you’ll find me writing
about an animal each day
And though the choice is massive
Alpacas do deserve a say
And there are three here in particular
that I wanted to include
For as they made a special effort
not to do so would be rude

Pub

Sitting in Hobgoblin
with an IPA
Watching raindrops falling down
here I think I’ll stay

Passing pleasantries

I overheard a conversation
above me in the sky
as two seagulls passed up in the blue
casually flying by
But as I am not fluent
in ‘Gull’ I’m sad to say
that I have no idea
of what was said there yesterday

Sharp Tongue

Compacted neatly into bite-sized balled needles,
my internal epidemics huck out.

They vomit forward:
as adjectives as nouns as verbs as plurals;
damnable daggering hounds stretching necks
far ahead to snap maws
tight around unsuspecting jugulars.

Encouraging the sun

Fragile and fleeting
a delicate sun
Kissed a few flowers
and then it was done

Hiding behind
a dark wall of grey
It bid me farewell
and was gone for the day

A very English conversation

“It’s a cooler day, don’t you agree?”
“Yes, but yesterday
was great for me as I prefer
the heat, I have to say”
“You’re right of course, but then again
some rain would do us good”
“Depends upon your point of view”
I said, misunderstood.

York II

Ye Olde Starre Inne in York
For three hundred seventy years
has been licensed as a posting house
and the serving up of beers

Conversation – haiku

Conversing unheard
Yet the sound is a comfort
Warming like coffee

Candle

Flickering yellow as dusk falls down
Candles in their stands await
An interlude of sweet perfume
As family, true to form, runs late

A dog’s life

 

It’s quiet at home with just us four
And the background radio station
The dogs they listen when we chat
But it’s a one-sided conversation