lazy days in suburbia
the plum family are pleased to announce
the white wedding of spring and summer
bridesmaid petals waltzing upon the air
a chill breeze momentarily considered
just cause or impediment but
decided to forever hold its peace
over the hedge
the mad man is barking at the mad dog
at the light aeroplane grinding up the sun
at the motorbike angry with everyone
the sun is burning the black table
mowers hesitate
strimmer men of england
now that april’s here
whoever wakes in england finds
some creosote on the air
a sunny thought just occurred to me
the sun on my eyelids is
the colour of wallflowers there
the cuttings have been potted on
the greenhouse oven is humming
summer is in the air
pinch the mint
pinch the bay
smell the shadows
at the end of the day
a feather on a cobweb
on a moonbeam
a creaking door closes
on the day
the cat haunts
for the night is young
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