November 30, 2017

Burst of colour on
a gloomy grey day- steep me
in far off sunshine.

November 29, 2017

Everywhere you look,
the holidays are at our
throats- December nears.

November 28, 2017

Waiting for the spring
blossoms to return- grey days
make it feel so far.

November 27, 2017

Promise of winter
beauty, stored tightly in bud-
new amaryllis.

November 26, 2017

Blue summer skies framed
Sacre-Coeur- we climbed the steps
with fresh macaroons.

November 25, 2017

What a dreaded sight,
no internet connection-
my Saturday ruined.

November 24, 2017

Come stroll downtown, through
Chinatown, lanterns sway in
breeze- lights lure diners.

November 23, 2017

Rainy days perfect
for dreaming of new homes- is
this too Rococo?

November 22, 2017

Intense blue skies, sun
hot as we sip fresh squeezed juice-
Tangiers summer day.

November 21, 2017

Rain pelted windows,
act like a barrier to
me too- I'll stay in.

November 20, 2017

Dive right in, this blue
lagoon will always be in
your mind- fall respite.

November 19, 2017

Unfathomable
grandness everywhere- Paris
provides perfect pomp.

November 18, 2017

The sky vivid blue,
grand mosque rising to meet sun-
Casablanca call.

November 17, 2017

Wandering Paris,
summer, stifling heat- steep climb
for breathtaking view.

November 16, 2017

Grey days like this, I
vanish into memories-
swim lagoons once more.

November 15, 2017

Patches of sunlight,
but we shiver in shadows-
waiting for the spring.

November 14, 2017

Even hospitals
have hidden sanctuaries-
I stop and reflect.

November 13, 2017

On cheery days, sun
streams through skylights- days like this
my gloom’s amplified.

November 12, 2017

I remember some
books, others new- together
we read, learn, and grow.

November 11, 2017

Why can’t I be back
floating in aqua lagoons?
I could use some sun.

November 10, 2017

Diet blown in a
blaze of glory- birthday cake
is a fine excuse.

November 9, 2017

While brambles die back,
fresh young ferns creep forth to fill
void- autumn unfurls.

November 8, 2017

Sunrise falls later,
we don’t want to get up- but
morning colours awe.

November 7, 2017

Which one of you is
next? Mangled flesh on way to
pit of acid. Chomp!

November 6, 2017

Rescued from garden,
blooming in captivity
now- summer’s last gift.

November 5, 2017

Some trees almost bare,
others dress with utmost care-
autumn fashions change.

November 4, 2017

Sailing through autumn,
colour fading around us-
winter’s dull grey waits.

November 3, 2017

A blizzard by our
standards- snowfalls unsettle
mild Victorians.

November 2, 2017

If only I could
go south for winter- without
flying commercial.

November 1, 2017

No trick-or-treaters
came, bowl of candy remains-
what are we to do?