#1459 (#151)

to become nature

to watch and be uninvolved

to live well apart

#1458 (#150)

i wonder always

but what does it achieve when

i don’t need to know

#1457 (#149)

the butter bread shred!

careless hand destruction that

destroys the plateau

#1456 (#148)

beautiful colours -

though there's only really two,

there are many shades

---

On the drive home I was struck by the amazing colours across the fields.  Then it slowly dawned on me that there was only yellow and green, albeit various shades of them.

#1455 (#147)

i dream about death

so that it doesn’t happen

every day is hell

#1454 (#146)

so oversugared

everything is a mess

so wide-eyedo it?

#1453 (#145)

walked away quickly

changed tempo on meeting trees

ambled back slowly

#1452 (#144)

slowly we move on

past all the scattered corpses

around the circle

#1451 (#143)

whatever way round

i will still cry and complain

and no one can win

#1450 (#142)

working on my own

waiting for the right moment

(and delaying it)

---

At the helpdesk I was alone, saw an issue but delayed action by creating the excuse of needing the right moment.

#1449 (#141)

need tea i need tea -

the headaches and shakes are here -

heat that water up!

#1448 (#140)

docklands sunny days

glorious by the water

standing still staring

#1447 (#139)

sucked through the portal

from breakout to the main space

chats quickly finish

#1446 (#138)

embrace the baldness

with number four all over

i'm hiding nothing

#1445 (#137)

in the swimming hall

it doesn't seem so horribly hot

in shorts and t-shirt 

#1444 (#136)

in the swimming hall

back to reading the kindle

until the stage change*

*I thought, once my son had moved up a stage in swimming, that he would be back in a class with my dad friend's son, who had already gone up, but there was no space in the class and I am back to being alone.

#1443 (#135)

crying in traffic

thankfully wearing my shades

how to disappear

#1442 (#134)

oil painting skies

and skies that look like paintings 

what else can i say?

#1441 (#133)

at a loss i shit

on the side of a mountain

the prettiest view

#1440 (#132)

never stay silent

always put yourself forward

for you and for theirs

#1439 (#131)

what’s your heartgut feel?

in its extremes of love-hate?

where has the warmth gone?

#1438

bad smell bath tonight

the greatest way for a maid

puzzled? practical!

---

From words on page 16 of The Skeleton's Holiday by Leonora Carrington (Penguin 1989/2018 [Kindle Edition]) - from the short story, The Debutante.

#1437 (#130)

it's nice switching off

doing something un-normal

drifting out away

#1436

as strong as always

she gestured at her weapon

eyes damp, angry.. “Now!”

---

From words on page 330 of The Lotus Empire by Tasha Suri (Orbit 2024).

#1435 (#129)

coffee to cocoa

the preferred drink of parents

in the mornings now?

#1434

spring cleaning reprieve

for us this year as we move

into our new home

---

Written for the Tricycle February 2024 March Challenge using the Spring season word, spring cleaning.

#1433 (#128)

across the medway

the view flickering in strobe

slowing things right down

#1432

archaeology

layers of my life sifted

during spring cleaning

---

Written for the Tricycle February 2024 March Challenge using the Spring season word, spring cleaning.

#1431 (#127)

rough walls concrete trench

cut right through by progress but

still no trains to france

#1430 (#126)

that beautiful train

the blue and yellow speedster

that took me to love

#1429 (#125)

if i turn my back

you will see there are no bones

and my head is grey

#1428 (#124)

life is not a thing

that can be simply defined

endlessly complex

#1427 (#123)

lonely as the wind

travels alone passing by

but never saying 

#0001 (The Opening Feature)

I noticed it as soon as I sat down.  A light at the back of the screen was reflecting off the inside of my glasses right into my eye.  As I turned to look up at the light to see where it was coming from I saw someone sat across the aisle.  When I looked again no one was there.  

I shook the thought from my head, but the light kept shining and I kept getting the feeling that there was someone there.  I could have sworn, just out of the corner of my eye, I could see them.  Facing forwards, waiting.  Yet every time I turned to check, there was no one there.

I turned to my wife and asked if we could move up a few seats.

the light behind me

the person that wasn't there

before the horror

#1426 (#122)

hist’ry yawning down

wet clay towering above

threat’ning to crush me

#1425 (#121)

tracing paper veil

flattening the scenery

real becomes unreal