...and, I shiver as
I watch the last leaf fall...

He stood proud
five-eleven in bare feet...

"Have you taken your Pills?"
"Yes"...No..I haven't really...

Upon the clothes line
willy-wagtail built his nest...

Blue in colour with a hint of red
one calming, one inviting...

Days turned to months
and months to years...

Outside my window
a naked fig tree shivers...

On the compost heap
autumn leaves raked, tidied, stacked...

Unique ice crystal
forms intricate lattice effect...

A musty shoebox
letters tied with faded bow...

I walk towards you
but...

As frozen tears thaw
to rest upon a petal...