Nijûin : A Crackle of Static

rain all week...
on the bush a red rose bud
starting to turn black

news from the Test match,
"bad light stopped play"

in the stone circle
only grazing sheep
and a shepherd's ghost

wind turbines revolve
on the Atlantic shore

* * * *

silhouetted
against the full moon
a small flock of gulls

leaving for college
he swears his undying love

all evening
she bottles Jack's favourites
apples and pears

at those odds
it's hardly worth a punt

along the canal
we leisurely chug
towards the next lock

silks from the far east
shimmer on the market stall

* * * *

chill evening
a crackle of static
as I slip on a jumper

father draws the curtains
on the first quarter moon

the kicking legs
of the gallows victim
finally fall still

a white corsage
for her evening dress

etched into marble
the epitaph tells of
a love that remains

across the cave's entrance
a boulder is rolled

* * * *

at the fairground
another go
at the ring toss

once again Amanda's
crowned Queen of the May

pausing under the branch
for a shower
of scented blossom

at twilight a cuckoo
lays a solitary egg

Participants:
Frank Williams - England
Andrew Shimield - England

Composed by email 28 May 2006 to 26 June 2006