despite the blue clouds hover overhead sun-filtered rain

for half an hour
a magpie dismembers
a sparrow

overcast
early lilac flowers
against the grey

pounding rain
the scent of Rosemary
and yesterday's grass

A Moth Tanka

Lying beige and still,
Large moth on my porch seemed dead;
(Gone when I returned).
    It had matched the worn wood floor;
    A ghost in my memory.

sparrows
in the cherry tree
summoning the dawn

two trees
covered in hard green dots
potential cherries

leaf shadows
flutter and dance in the wind
a thrush on the buddleia

morning skies chase away the night crows and blackbirds

pink spirea
against the grey clouds
a flock of swifts

morning
of the funeral
bluebells

grey clouds
scattered by the cries
of mating crows

honesty
shaken by a chill wind
leafy fingers

sunshine
glitters from garden mobiles
blue sky

apple blossom
pink and white glory
bluebells

out
from the cosmic core
this tiny bird chirping

honesty
crowds the garden path
dandelions

chill wind
blows along the street
plastic bag

blue skies
reflected by the ocean
clifftop pines

seagulls cry
the roar of the surf
sounds like traffic