A Shropshire Garden

blue skies & white clouds

a crow glides into

a silhouette of trees

holiday monday...

baby clothes strewn

outside the charity shop

      bridge over the Teme

      rippling shadows under

      its furthest arch

      riverside stroll
      ducks & quacks disappear
      under a canopy of trees

      jotting down my haiku
      a black fly lands
      on my moving pen

my mind tranquil—

sambucus flowers

scent a warm breeze