Sunday, 23 September 2012

Lilies

Wind and fire and sadness.
The shed roof nailed down
by me. Hammer in hand today
surprising myself in competence.
More rain and the spectre of the floods
goes with us into a new season.
A pot of white lilies scents the room.

2 comments:

Reading the Signs said...

How I wish I were also hammer in hand - our shed roof sags in the middle.

In other news, I have got rid of the word ver. Don't tell the Daleks.

Relatively Retiring said...

Hoping the floods don't revisit you.
I arrived home from shopping to find water dripping out of the mains electricity box - not a good day!