Shooting stars tonight
standing for hours looking up...

Ball hit high
towards the pavilion...

His smile is captivating -
It lights up his etched face...

Littering
Is...

Through a lashed curtain
I visualised two doors...

Portrait of
Half an...

Accidents on roads
prevented by red and green...

There once was a dog on a mat
Who was joined by a superior cat...

The poet's muse will never die!
His world of tears unfold in gold...

...

Starlings squabble on
a table full of toast crumbs...

The poet turns his face to the heavens -
He knows this feeling, this need to write...