Wednesday March 11th
A
butterfly moves,
Eyes
and hearts
lift
in wonder
beyond
the funeral.
Thursday March 12th
Syria
Four
years of war,
Sides
unclear, reasons muddled
Purpose
lost in rubble.
Friday March 13th
Working
together
For
each other and their queen
Leaf
cutter ants thrive.
Saturday March 14th
Across
centuries
A
Chinese horse laughs
We smile
too - a mood is caught.
Sunday March 15th
I
woke up listening:
The plaintive
cries of lambs,
Sounding
like desperate babies
muddled
my responses;
the
deep notes of the cuckoo
Sounded
after breakfast,
Distant
but the first of Spring.
Wind
blustered around our walking
With
accompanying birdsong
Indecipherable
but lyrical
Except
for squawking pheasants;
A
natural soundscape,
Shattered
by a gunshot.
Monday March 16th
Gradations
of grey
Swallow
up views
Like
brain murk
Which
hides a choice name.
Tuesday March 17th
Slowly,
with great care
The
stained glass is slotted back
Christ
replaces trees.
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