when looking out my window...

 trees slightly fluttering every now and then

blackbirds patrolling the lawn

a solo bombus hanging tough

and

flickering in the hedge from the waxeyes

everything normal

??????

made all sorts of plans but God disposes

do some exercises and look at pinky

waiting expectantly pregnant with unreleased passion 

and desire

to be played out on the strings

wings given to fly straight to the heart 

soon I will turn off the telly

turn off the laptop

sit here in natural light

green and grey thinking of the savannah

a million years ago

ps

the wind picking up now with rain

will go for a walk later in the fresh air

wild and free