Paintings now at
Packed up schemes in a box; far cry from a bitter tasting scar
Just a cloud gathering to mist over the seaside vista.
Chuckle as spiders fly in the sky;
Eight legs delight; absorbed in wistful thinking
Sinking to new heights.
Dreams of heroes
Crashing in to take revenge
Never meant to be realistic: in capes
Dressed for glamour carpets.
High heeled dames cracking walnuts
For snacks between intervals.
Spoken words falling on cut off crusts
A must for a working journalist
Missed by the parking lot attendant
The one with a red face from worrying
Scurrying because he is late for breakfast
Yes he is on a red motorbike
With exhaustion problems
Burning scandals at both ends
Regretting the time he spends
Counting his neighbours washing
Firing up instead of listening to his alarm
January 20th 2018
Patrick Turner-Lee Copyright