Delight

by Jackie Darnbrough

In mirrored sheen of raindrops,

silken on flagstones ,

morning birdsong through lace leaves.

Cloudscape opening

on a  pallid shallow sky,

scent from early dewed grass

Hope

by Jem Tovey

Hope springs eternal, so says the old cliché,
And it’s even more important in these days of Trump and May.
It’s becoming all too easy to heed the voices of division,
And those who stand for unity just seem to receive derision. Continue reading “Hope”