a little kindness
makes a heart sing with thanks
this is for you

they were twins
one liked books
the other liked to cook
they both collected butterflies
and sold them at the market
the ethereal greek goddess look
did not work
they were both well past it
Shadorma
love love love
it could be you know
smile a lot
when he writes
oh well enjoy while it lasts
spring days are fleeting
Writers' Pantry # 71
i've got a lot of little lists
a lot of to do lists
dating back decades in never used handbags and old wallets
wedged between books
plastered all over the fridge and cupboard doors
merging into each other like a giant cryptic puzzle
busy busy from dawn till dusk
days fly by
i'm not sure how many of the to do tasks get done
sometimes i wonder how i have survived this long
bogged down in a mire of administrivia
Weekly Scribblings # 70
am having an anita eckberg moment
in search of a marcello mastroanni
never miss a photo opportunity
could be a talent scout about
i remember this
twas in the winter of my youth
we sometimes used to share a tipple of sherry downstairs
with Mrs Parkes our landlady on a friday night
she was the proud president of the paddington geranium society
the world seemed kinder back then
you were kinder back then too
Writers Pantry # 70
wait at the lights
always together
and very polite
he salivates slightly
at the sight of the ducks
would make a nice meal
oh
who gives a -
this is what happens
when you do drugs
you think your fishnet stockings
are a safety net for your
tightrope act