
Here
sun casts its ancient shadow
over ancient footsteps
now bricking over
no one’s here
to see paint this show
this morning back here at my computer 6.43
diary Gill McG nice day by the cars
Up with the Lark!
Wake up world, where are you!
I’m wide awake!
It’s not that blooming early
It’s seven- twenty five
The Kettle has already boiled
And Coffee’s done
Just look out there…..
It’s cold
It’s cloudy
And just a little misty
And every-thing still dares to sleep
Even the birds are quiet. Just pigeons moaning
And the cat out there with nothing to do…. digs
Perhaps it’s time for a pause
Its Sunday
I’m going back to bed!
Gill. Diary. Today. Apparently early (not poetry, just saying, job done)

Moon: Not her again! She bought that camera to take close ups of me and she is so bad she has never taken a good one yet, even when I smile!
Clicking noises
House: Yikes! She caught me. What-ever do I look like? Stay very still behind me Moon, perhaps she will go away in a while.
Silence for a moment
Moon: Has she gone?
Her by the gate: How does this blooming thing work? I can’t see a thing!
Followed by hurried footsteps and a door shutting then silence at least from out here
House: She’s gone! You can come out now moon! Perhaps she’ll give up and we’ll never see her again!
to be continued [Ha Ha!]
Gill McGrath [2014 15 04] nawripomo 2014
A very bad rhyme (it sort of rhymes!) for a very bad photo
No car, so had to use the bus today.
Was able to stare at the yellow fields across the way…..
And as I sat
I promised me to walk there on another sunny day.
Perhaps.
Then I looked up and
Saw the sky, specially blue and clear and
Tiny little air planes were busy painting there..
I watched a line become a kiss; an X against the blue !
So with promises of more shapes to come I……
Fiddled for my camera
But it wasn’t there!
So I missed the shot of an upside down V turning into an A!
Gill McGrath
Press link here for an A in the sky which was caught on camera
by Alex Raphael