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Micro-cosmic
Artist's view of life, Detail from my world each day, Small mundane moments.
Wednesday, 31 December 2008
31st December 2008
Year makes its exit,
Slipping away with Santa,
Leaving me reeling.
Tuesday, 30 December 2008
30th December 2008
Ice crystal spikes cling,
Tip of my nose remains cold,
But snot thaws through it.
Monday, 29 December 2008
29th December 2008
Alternative wig,
Camouflage for boy's day out,
While I play housewife.
Sunday, 28 December 2008
28th December 2008
Giving me purpose,
Pickle fetches ball I throw,
Keeping me active.
Saturday, 27 December 2008
27th December 2008
Bug-eyed from watching,
Guilt at closing the shutters,
To screen out Hackney.
Friday, 26 December 2008
26th December 2008
Punch drunk from illness,
Stuffed with Christmas indulgence,
Stagger out en masse.
Thursday, 25 December 2008
25th December 2008
Spreading joy in beard,
Bad Ass Pimp Daddy Santa
Connects people up.
Wednesday, 24 December 2008
24th December 2008
Finding stray sparkle,
Christmas seems irrelevant,
As we work through chores.
Tuesday, 23 December 2008
23rd December 2008
Dependable mate,
Out of sorts and out of luck,
In need of solace.
Monday, 22 December 2008
22nd December 2008
Dog fraternity,
Eclectic humans drink and
Celebrate with fur.
Sunday, 21 December 2008
21st December 2008
Unable to think,
Responsibilities drift,
While I pick at grapes.
Saturday, 20 December 2008
20th December 2008
Light shifts east to west,
I lie torpid watching time,
Sunk under chest's rasps.
Friday, 19 December 2008
19th December 2008
Shaking with hunger,
Quenched by three sips of miso,
Food lost its appeal.
Thursday, 18 December 2008
18th December 2008
A hundred and three,
Boarding plane in fevered daze,
My voice left behind.
Wednesday, 17 December 2008
17th December 2008
Boy who's half and half,
'Twixt tartan and wellington,
Seeing Scottish side.
Tuesday, 16 December 2008
16th December 2008
Warding off evil,
Immune system under threat
As I nurse Tony.
Monday, 15 December 2008
15th December 2008
Driving to meet its
Terminal diagnosis,
A ritual clean.
Sunday, 14 December 2008
14th December 2008
Walking after dark,
Pickle scavenges for bones,
I admire the lights.
Saturday, 13 December 2008
13th December 2008
Riding 'Bum Bum Train',
Unexpected adventures
Require protection.
Friday, 12 December 2008
12th December 2008
Poonie and Loveshrine,
Pussy power leads the pack,
Pink flesh and vinyl.
Thursday, 11 December 2008
11th December 2008
Churned ground and a skip,
Only child alone where steel
Family once stood.
Wednesday, 10 December 2008
10th December 2008
Decorated rooms,
From east end to Eastenders,
Spanning centuries.
Tuesday, 9 December 2008
9th December 2008
In winter's clutches,
Hot water bottle in coat,
Dog grapples with ice.
Monday, 8 December 2008
8th December 2008
As our journies cross,
Brief encounter with husband,
Mine in, his way out.
Sunday, 7 December 2008
7th December 2008
One unit of three,
Seek to balance all their needs,
Nurture and nourish.
Saturday, 6 December 2008
6th December 2008
Honkey tonk women,
More welly than Agnetha,
Not walking the dog.
Friday, 5 December 2008
5th December 2008
Core to my regime,
I stretch on balls, resist springs,
Leave inches taller.
Thursday, 4 December 2008
4th December 2008
Pickle the elder
Passes on scratch and sniff lore,
Shows Charlie who's boss.
Wednesday, 3 December 2008
3rd December 2008
Following a star,
Days darken, Christmas coming,
Sunlight is precious.
Tuesday, 2 December 2008
2nd December 2008
Being an angel,
I wait in churchyard for Mum,
While she pulls crackers.
Monday, 1 December 2008
1st December 2008
Relief of blue sky,
New perspective on wreckage,
Optimism back.
Sunday, 30 November 2008
30th November 2008
Smooth running of life
Now brought to tangled standstill,
Flow interrupted.
Saturday, 29 November 2008
29th October 2008
Dressed in Barbie pink,
Little girls stare as they pass,
Their mothers in black.
Friday, 28 November 2008
28th November 2008
I feel bleak in damp;
Pickle hurtles after stick,
Undaunted by mud.
Thursday, 27 November 2008
27th November 2008
Rich food tradition
Of peacan pie and egg nog,
Fill with gratitude.
Wednesday, 26 November 2008
26th November 2008
Metal trees drop leaves,
One trunk felled, roots sticking up,
Gap left in skyline.
Tuesday, 25 November 2008
25th November 2008
Simple devotion,
Mutual need to be loved,
Makes husband jealous.
Monday, 24 November 2008
24th November 2008
Alone in forest,
My archetypal journey
Through trial renews.
Sunday, 23 November 2008
23rd November 2008
Stepping out in rain
To blow cobwebs from my head,
Sky breaks into blue.
Saturday, 22 November 2008
22nd November 2008
Plaiting husband's hair,
Prelude to his boy's night out,
I miss him at once.
Friday, 21 November 2008
21st November 2008
Tony sees things wide,
Two different perspectives;
My focus close-to.
Thursday, 20 November 2008
20th November 2008
My eye on the square,
Ear open in the town hall,
Finding voice of park.
Wednesday, 19 November 2008
19th November 2008
My inner devil,
Finds ways to distract me from
My higher purpose.
Tuesday, 18 November 2008
18th November 2008
At home on marshes,
Meeting place for eccentrics,
Man strides with a lamp.
Monday, 17 November 2008
17th November 2008
Following his steps,
I walk with my father's ghost,
Seeing him in me.
Sunday, 16 November 2008
16th November 2008
Pushing bike in rain,
Kate listens while I spout forth
Marsh philosophy.
Saturday, 15 November 2008
15th November 2008
Working the night shift,
Keeping my limbs in motion,
Bee spins to excite.
Friday, 14 November 2008
14th November 2008
Nick encourages:
"If you are given lemons,
Then make lemonade".
Thursday, 13 November 2008
13th November 2008
Global recession
Means we eat more dahl and rice,
Great food of the poor.
Wednesday, 12 November 2008
12th November 2008
For a special treat,
We eat nuts on 'Sarah's bench,
Soaking up the view.
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Under scrutiny, Documenting the mundane, Learning how to live. Noticing detail, Of ordinary moments, Awareness expands. A 'haiku' poem, Has seventeen syllables: Five, seven and five.
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