Comments about Michael Kimber
Country folk may not know this scene.
Rows of estate ‘semi’s’ with rivers of gardens in between.
With ‘townies’ trying to enjoy their own little patch.
A week-end treat, ‘neath’ the terra-cotta thatch.
This Sunday Afternoon.
The pale sapphire of the afternoon sky,
moves gradually to darker shades.
And gently streaked with lacy white;
denies the sun a place to hide.
What colour is the sky above?
In subtle change of hue it merges dawn and dusk,
each hour a different canvas, none more perfect than now.
The sun, more yellow ...