autumn; the ash
and its golden shadow
one colour
late night downpour --
the traffic lights change
for no-one
midnight fog --
a lone streetlamp silhouettes
the bare trees
steely cold
the railway tracks vanish
into fog
anxious golfers
gather on the green to debate
a budding daisy
fireworks
explode over the bed...
parsley gone to seed
surrounded
by crashing waves
rockpool stillness
breakfast chatter
in a bustling cafe
the sound of rapids