
“Branches” seems surplus;
limbs of giant ancient trees,
cutting “arms” sounds bad.

“Branches” seems surplus;
limbs of giant ancient trees,
cutting “arms” sounds bad.

Afraid, I hold back
leaping into the unknown;
trying new coffee.

Big blast from the past
the humble agapanthus
memories of home

Jammed into the rocks
a boat gone out at low tide
arrogant skipper

Yellow shoeboxes
high-density housing scheme
single mum’s dream home