Hi Ku Cat

afternoon in the garden
not quite tea and 'cumber sandwiches
or sun lotion and sunglasses
though sunglasses in place

more a case
of secateurs (which broke)
and shears, plenty of sweat
no blood, no tears

of grit and leaves in the cleavage
seed heads in my hair, some scratches
ivy, periwinkle, and bind weed's milky trumpets
being forced to release their grip

as heavy swags of passion flower
are tamed to a more styllised ideal
and ten foot fronds of buddliea
come back down to earth

an afternoon of rake and chop and snip
though my reach was limited
having lost the key
to the lock on the ladder

first time ever
it's been secured that way
and now it looks like a bolt-cutter jobbie
the cable's very strong, the lock strong
i was sure i knew where i hid that damned key :eek:
 
doncha jus' hate that?
yanno
when you've typed a long reply
hit send
only to find the mailbox is sealed?

empty dat box, foxcat ;)

:kiss:
 
doncha jus' hate that?
yanno
when you've typed a long reply
hit send
only to find the mailbox is sealed?

empty dat box, foxcat ;)

:kiss:
.. :kiss: yeah
all those words recycled
..
There's a big box at the bottom of the hill,
lined with stones from ancient battlefields,
big enough for the Squires desire
to visit when he will;
once a week passed, and when he looked
the damn thing still weren't filled
;
 
.. :kiss: yeah
all those words recycled
..
;
There's a big post box at the bottom of the hill,
cased with stones from ancient battlefields,
big enough for the Squires desire
to visit when he will;
once a week passed, and when he looked
the damn thing still weren't filled.

Keeping up with correspondence deemed a chore,
sorting solicitation from bills, such a bore,
but it marked the start of his lands
or the end, depending on direction,
and he loved to see how the postal man
was diligent in paying his respects,
carry on stalwart worker
I'll be back this way later
who can say what day
:confused:
 
There's a dirty great helicopter of a dragonfly
having a draft of nectar on a raceme,
the missus stops to watch awhile
before he spins away
 
just caught my inbox going to 100% nice job Harry :D
:cool::D

and so to bed
where through the magic
inherent in dreams
we bend space
warp time
sit together in dying evening's light
smile at music rippling the air
and bemused hummingbirds
who don't know the steps
to this dance
as tennessee whiskey
rolls smooth and warm
and night expands
embracing us

:heart::heart::cattail:
 
:cool::D

and so to bed
where through the magic
inherent in dreams
we bend space
warp time
sit together in dying evening's light
smile at music rippling the air
and bemused hummingbirds
who don't know the steps
to this dance
as tennessee whiskey
rolls smooth and warm
and night expands
embracing us

:heart::heart::cattail:
..
You are here *map arrow pointing* as shades slowly close on the sun,
as the thumps from drum and bass fill the normally silent hill,
as eyes look to the evening lawn and see us walking under trees
as still as silent guardians beside a palace gate,
not a breeze to disturb the perfume of this night
save the sigh I heaved just now of such a tender thought
 
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You are here *map arrow pointing* as shades slowly close on the sun,
as the thumps from drum and bass fill the normally silent hill,
as eyes look to the evening lawn and see us walking under trees
as still as silent guardians beside a palace gate,
not a breeze to disturb the perfume of this night
save the sigh I heaved just now of such a tender thought

:heart: ^^ 'tender hearted man

just to hold hands again
walk under those trees
our steps watched by fey-folk
exchange love-you vows in
smiles and sighs and looks
to sit together
plant and sow
grow and reap
gasp and graze on the wonders of the flesh
eat bacon, drink coffee
all these simple things
the comfort of love
of you
:heart:
 
the foxcat didn't jump over the lazy dawg
but threw a juicy bone into the blue
which saw the log of a dog off on a chase
and the path clear for forward momentum
rambling thoughts
high hopes
buttery cuisine



:heart:

mornin' :cattail:
 
the foxcat didn't jump over the lazy dawg
but threw a juicy bone into the blue
which saw the log of a dog off on a chase
and the path clear for forward momentum
rambling thoughts
high hopes
buttery cuisine
:heart:

mornin' :cattail:
.. :kiss:
the day is dim in early light,
coffee's cold but tastes alright,
a cooling breeze from the window
tickles my toes...

Ku's loose in the lanes of Dagenham
and I in my regular spot
watch the still green come awake
as dawn slowly breaks on Wendsday
:rose:
 
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A Wednesday comes along
and nothings really going on
too wet to mow or garden
Ku's not here so we cant...
all quiet except an altercation of hummingbirds
looping across the windows and back again
Mach 10
 
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I wonder what creature has made a home
in the holes carved in the Locust
half dead across the drive that
lifts self seasoned spires into
Wednesdays skies
there's a litter of little mousey bones
below if I cared to check
'cause I suspect
owls

I need a skyhook for my trailcam
or an evening spent with optics and wine
sprawled across a quilt covered glider,
barefooted on the porch, fraught with
great expectations and anticipation
patience
 
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That ache within a no dog world

from my post #4870 in the blurt thread think i'll sub too
..
There's a nice shady spot
under the leaves of the plum;
perfect for watching the cool green,
snoozing in the sun,
where once a great white beast did reside,
now no beloved protector, friend.

Oh the years we did traipse these hills,
companion in the brush beside,
mine eyes on the scenery,
his on the things that hide and flee,
in those wild places walked and climbed.

I'd build a fire to the dog god,
in the blackest week, flames reaching skyward,
howls shattering the dark night beyond
and all creatures great&small falling back from the sound,
of a wounded heart that calls for
one more chance to share the bond
with mans partner from beyond time.
 
What can I tell you about my love,
you lurkers about the pages,
friends and others,
to shape her out for you;

sweet hearted and fine tempered,
champion of the set upon,
and within a spark that matches mine
:rose:
 
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