Change of pace

Too many ups and downs
toothache and frowns.
House sale,
behaviour
beyond the pail.
Packing
and stacking
books and pieces of life
and I am no longer
somebody's wife.
The future yawns
a wide Joker's grin
and I have no idea
of how, where or when.
I stand with my arms aloft
and beg the Universe,
'now what?'.

Autumn - The swirl of saffron skirts

There are more than a thousand leaves
dancing and swirling like the saffron skirts
of little girls.

Autumn is blowing about
beneath the old willow.
Her toes hardly touching the browning grass.

The west wind's breath
carries them high
lifting them over the fence
and away across the meadows.

Lily white

Pure peace
Lily white
Evening light.