Tag: puddles

Puddled

it’s spring when the world is puddle-wonderful — E. E. cummings I have no ‘wellies’ now that there is no one to help pull them off, to tug against that powerful suction between rubber and sock and where the equal and opposite forces have… Continue Reading “Puddled”

First day back

What are days for? Days are where we live. They come, they wake us Time and time over. They are to be happy in: Where can we live but days? Ah, solving that question Brings the priest and the doctor In their long coats… Continue Reading “First day back”

POM: May 2019

A mixed month – cool and wet some of the time too but blossoming into warmer, showery weather at the end. Managed a visit to London and between the deluges, saw this couple on the Southbank, admiring the pavement puddles as much as I… Continue Reading “POM: May 2019”