Category: Just for the moment

The time is running,
Around and around so fast,
With a second look.

The seconds don’t wait,
They’re here and then gone, not late,
But each one special.

A slept very well,
How long, I can’t really tell,
But I woke early.

Things, yes things to do,
All day, there are things to do,
And I do do all.

Another week done,
It wasn’t pretty nor fun,
Worse that is begun.

The trouble with it,
The people have their own views,
So precious to them.

The thunder did come,
Angry and loud, crashing round,
All the through the night.

I loved it really,
And went outside to get wet,
A couple of times.

It’s continuing,
The heat’s heavy and sweaty,
I water the grass.

I need the music,
The beats and rhythms playing,
Old familiar songs

The weather’s is good,
If you are a sun lover,
Or a moon lover.

The ground’s hard going,
Hard to turn, nothing to learn,
Just turning up stones.

A new day, old stuff,
It’s a laugh, and it’s enough,
For just a single day.

I keep my humour,
I keep it light and work hard,
And it is so hot.

Hassles of the day,
Pile and tumble, tripping me,
And lay on the floor.

We travelled back home,
It was good to get away,
I wish we could stay.

Good to get back home,
And even if that means work,
But it’s so damn hot.

Fit for nothing now
Unless it can come good soon,
Now, I do need that.

I’m writing a book,
In fact I’m writing a few,
But must finish one.

Sat with my coffee,
Looking for inspiration,
In it’s hot blackness.

Taking photographs,
Of the everyday things,
Seeing how they look.