Disused railway line – Setting sun at last inflames Nodding dry grass heads.
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26.12.16 i
Her kettle murmurs Normal tea with normal milk The least I can do.
10.2.17
How I know That souls weigh nothing at all I don’t know.
28.12.16
I will hold these words And try to loosen my grip On everything else.
27.12.16
Five seconds of peace Waking knowing only birds Then I remember.
14.11.16 iii
I just can’t kill our Power-mad wisteria It’s braver than me.
20.12.16
Leaf tip weighs its tear Springs back as the dear drop falls Now for another
8.10.15
I stayed on that path That ran east as the sun set And ran east at dawn.
‘Cause of Death
We fight; I get sick, Say ‘doctor, is it fatal?’ She says it’s normal. 12.11.16
Ladderless
Christmas in July He died early January She’s left his lights up 19.5.15
The Normal Grown-Up 