hopscotch

forest walk

my feet play hopscotch on

the sun dappled path

haiku

something about haiku

…you want to write one

every single day

November haiku

wintry winds

a dog sleeps

in a spot of sun

hand cream

diligently applying

new hand cream…hoping

it works wonders

a perfect moment

this instant

with you by my side

a perfect moment

to be captured

and felt

and experienced

for

soon

it will cease to be

and

will become a memory

passion

autumn eve

dying embers of passion

wishing you were here

spectacles

forgotten drawers

full of discarded spectacles

memories of a lifetime

fading summer

saying goodbye

to the fading summer

till we meet again

the great leveller

 

and there it was

the pandemic in all its glory

a great leveller

love

later in life

all love fades away

memories linger