Jams

My thoughts are with Shirley, his beloved "not-wife",
with his Mum and his Dad,
with Tim and Li,
with his muses.
but most of all 
my thoughts are with him.

Does he have enough cheese
to please Mimi,
whilst having a pint of plain
with Sergeant Pluck
and Mr. Nolan?
Will Ted be twining around his legs?

Such a fine friend.
A real character.
Thanks for all, Jams.
Sláinte!

Laughing Lhursday*

Orkney Wedding, With Sunrise


* Typo in the title?
Nah. It's just that I would not let
a tiny T spoil an avantgardistic alliteration.

No Giacometti

Shadow at work.

Escalation

The Turn of the Screw.
Willows don't do politics.
Some know how it works.

Monochrome Monday

A reminiscence.
I can see the bard smiling.
Daffyd ap Gwilym.

Meeting of the Spirits

My Walden III

. . . always when I need . . .

. . . some moments of contemplation.

On the Road

On the road back home
this view let me turn right soon
to see my Walden.

After the Market

Uff, I forgot grapes,
oranges and champignons.
Ah, and rucola.

Chimneys

It's not
just about chimneys,
stupid!

Friday is Skyday

See?!
Such lousy photos
often are being posted
because they don't know.

On the Road

Let's not be polite . . .

One of them said

We love eachother,
but we don't fit together.
That's the tragedy.