One Poem Every Day, Poetry, Uncategorized

Shall we meet the night? – 13/7/17

Outside our yellow boxes
Night lurks
Grinning with yellow teeth
He’s probably friendly, shall we go out and see?
I feel like my years of nights spent protected by electric lights has robbed me of being able to enjoy the velvety darkness at night. Are you a day time person or a night time person? 

Soft green wind. – 6/7/17

My cat is a dark shadow on the floor,

With a padding tail,

The wind is blowing soft green,

In the darkness outside, and tiptoeing in through my window,

Brushing over the top of the empty bottle on the table,

And sounding it like a teacup foghorn.