days growing longer
working late - unlike my minion
gone never met

quiet whitby but
beer, bands, good company
and materials science

another early start
finds blackthorn in bloom
auspicious for the day

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Long shadows across meadows
frost still in trees shade
then cherry blossom

Uncertain silence
year turns with terrible sound
poets voice no more

flight of parakeets
iridescent between
turning leaves and pale skies

past portly crows
heading home through fairy rings
leaf drifting in the stream

across moon lit fields
under whispering trees,
homewards though friendly land

home through darkling woods
black clad an axe wielding loon
no one do I meet

Cats and human moved,
local cat at door looking
for the fluffy pair

Sorting now empty spaces
Facebook invites too have gone