The Lord Nelson

Hung

We've hung around - lots -
Hung washing, men, ham, but now
We've hung parliament.

A May verge

Haiku

Trees have their lacy tops on
In a shade of green
Good for trees - not walls!

Volcano

Aircraft are grounded
and the world is resized as
travellers need new routes.

Bike ride

Matress, loo, paint, pipes
Dumped on the hedgerow like black
Stains on wedding clothes.

Moving on

Walk with tide and tern

on mud, marsh, creek and wave edge;

loved places, farewell.

A Sequence

Ideas clash, words flow

Books are written,

Minds meet;

Joy reads them -

Fear burns them.

Margaret de Bibbesworth

Her names endures in
brass and farm: status then,
A fleeting thought now.

Helen of Troy

Was it worth it?
Beauty's eternal celeb but -
Raped, blamed and blood steeped.