How do I know when
I hold a daisy
That the petals will say that he loves me?
I will pluck them off in twins and triplets if it
...
Standing at the cliff edge,
I must lean against the wind
To test its strength.
Will it hold me?
...
I hold in my hand a stone,
That has never been held.
Among a million
I singled it out
...
Our tremendous orb turns it face toward the sun
And we bathing in it, shed our clothes,
Plant our toes,
Long hair flows
...
Here comes the summer
Out of the blue in monochrome,
Crochets and quavers on telephone wires
Gathering
...
A splash of exuberant colour
Chasing thoughts around a page
Rounded swirls
Chaotically whipping up the waves
...
Could this blaring box
Hold more company than
A person?
Each little internal bead of colour
...
Whilst out running
I noticed white
Caught in the branches of a blackthorn hedge.
At first I thought it was a plastic bag.
...
Wistful words
Hang in a frosted air,
Hopeless things uttered
Sharding a trust.
...
Your arrive by post, ordered on-line.
Do you know that you are condemned?
No, of course not.
You were born in a clinical environment.
...
I live on a farm in Hertfordshire England)
Cheat
How do I know when
I hold a daisy
That the petals will say that he loves me?
I will pluck them off in twins and triplets if it
Means at the end will.