An end 
—
Icy snow lingers 
in dark corners, the sun sees 
only new buds ◾️ 

A beginning 
—
Buds burst, bleeding green 
sun drips honey, pale and thin 
onto withered land ◾️

Waking at Dusk 
—
Painted sun slips away 
into a watery sleep, purple ink 
sketches the river birds ◾️ 

Restraint 
—
With empty belly 
and a head full of hay fever 
learn to be polite ◾️ 

Late Commute 
—
A silver thread, a dream 
connects us on the midnight train 
capsule time travellers ◾️ 

Adverts 
—
On coloured paper 
the cherry blossoms 
always come early ◾️

Riding Out 
—
In a fragile mood 
so much depends on the weather 
in the bicycle lane ◾️

Sweet Promise 
—

Tonight’s north wind sting 
dulled by the lengthening days 
hints at shirtless weekends ◾️

Grey Mist 
—
Now that we humans 
are so fast and clever, who 
still hears the stones breath? ◾️