A Perfect Silhouette

The morning sun picks out
a perfect silhouette —
wing raised, tail fanned,
plump body, small head, sharp beak —
of a pigeon that struck the glass
of the window pane.


David's EclipseA cold spring morning
sitting in the garden,
wearing coat and gloves,
watching the moon pass over the sun
through double thickness black glass.




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(Photo taken on Orkney by my cousin David. I failed to get any although we had a good view)



Shards of glass spread
far and wide from
a broken jar, shattered
on kitchen floor tiles.

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