Dancing sparkles shimmer on its undulating...
whilst gulls bob gently up and down...

Slam the steel door and fasten it tight
Make sure it’s sealed to keep out the light...

Sitting in the sun she drowses,
raising her face to bathe in the mid day heat...

Slowly awakes the dawn,
Her chorus, spilling out in notes of joy...

A walk,
Through lonely lanes in quiet solitude...

Caught within these painted walls, unable to get...
On endless loops the days pass by...

December
Once tenth and final month...

I sit within this cold and crowded place
and wonder how it came to be...

Muscles balk, daring to challenge
the mind that forces them on...

In once green fields the larks no longer sing,
Nor rise the owls to meet the waxing moon...

Underneath the plastic smiles,
Designer labels and the miles...

Once again our hearts are broken,
Once again we mourn in loss...