Earthworm

Earthworm pokes his head
Out of the ground for one sec
Eaten by a bird.

Atmosphere

Saturday night turns
Into Sunday morning and:
Atmosphere change.

Gone

Christmas goes so fast
Before you know it, two months
Have been and gone past.

Conflicted

I’m undecided
Whether or not to like him
He seems conflicted.

Believing

Don’t stop believing
That this song is terrible
It just REALLY IS.

Snatches

Just a few odd words
Conversations overheard
Context is missing.

Clothes

It piles up again
All my clothes are on the floor
I can’t really move.

Good

Yes, it should be good
But when it comes to it it’s
Just not what you want.

Creek

Brainthoughts running out
Drying like so many small
Creeks in the moorland.

Poultry

Eggs! Baskets! Chickens!
Proverbially, we are
Obsessed with poultry.