Cello Loop

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My garden

Mushrooms and nasturtium

Ursa Major

There were eight stars
above us when I kissed
you but thousands
reflected in your blue
eyes. Polaris was a
beacon and I felt its
protection, it's spike
of light, choose only
us to brighten. The
night sky is clear and
magnificent. You are
a wonder, true beauty.

The Rose by the Gate

Your rose, in a

line with others will

pine for you.

Its sisters and

brothers, too, will

wait for you by

the gate. In

the sun it’s the

colour of a French

wine, claret in

daylight and beams:

‘She is mine’.

Towards the end of

this season, there is

a reason for the

rose to remain in

bloom: by the gate

it waits and will

   see you soon.

Stars

We were speaking of stars:
they worked their way into
my dreams, and you were
with them. The brightest of
them all, you were warm
gold in the sparkling belt
of cold Orion, splitting the
night sky with heavenly

   magnificence.

Figs

I warmed ripe fresh figs

in a late summer sun and

wished you were here to

share them. Shadows from

beech leaves and a southerly

breeze shed their scent and

their flavour towards you.

The taste of the fruit, the

kiss of its myriad seeds was

a scattering of sensations. I

looked to where the sun was

and smiled in that direction;

the figs were sweet in my fist

and I missed you here to share

   them.

Garden, September

Nasturtium with bee

Autumn

Fungi