Changing Rhythm - Poems by Trudie Shannon



The sun is shining today

and joy of joys, two ducks play in the pond.

The celandines in all there golden glory gem strew the hedges.

The wind still wreaks havoc,

Blazes across the treetops,

Chivvies adn gnaws voraciously the very sky.

But in here, all is much the same

Though you are quieter, less able ot pass comment coherently.

The common term for this gradual withdrawal is 'slipping away'.

But I do not see you slip or slide

Just see that you are less visible.