Monday, August 3, 2015

Today: August 3, 2015

Flock of Birds in Flight


I watched a flag of birds wave
high above the front window of my car

They were a lifetime away from me
and they seemed so beautiful and distant I had to stop and see

Car idle
paused on driveway
the old letter box sighing beside,
its ‘no advert s ng mat r ls’ peeled into a scramble of once
words and the driveway lifting up 
because of the willow root

My children inside
waiting for me to be home again.


  1. Hi Helena, lovely to read your words again x hope all is well in your world. Have lost my blogging mojo after all the upheaval of the past year, but enjoying being back in the northern hemisphere again. Love, Lou x

    1. Thank you so much, Lou :) I am sorry it has taken me so long to reply. "Upheaval" is the word I would use for this year too. Thank you for commenting and connecting, and for your kind support, as always. I hope you are doing well, and having a lovely journey into winter now you are up North. :)


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