I have been reading copiously lately courtesy of the library app Libby but a few poems have emerged:
Greenery outside
Moving in the gentle breeze –
Dappling the sunlight.
The Sun Shines
The sun shines
As spring approaches
The birds call out
The cycle continues.
The dogs sprawl
Happy to take what comes
Their owners read
Before kicking in to the day.
And so another day goes
Always different to the last
Though some repetition inevitable
A novel scene unfolds.
Nothing remains the same
As time unfolds
The joy is still there
Even when hidden.
Brian Matthews, 13-9-23
Brian’s Reflections 