down the road for a pint of milk the whiteness of these gulls against the grey sky

soft drizzle on the pavement the bones of a young bird

packing boxes the cat’s watchful eyes from the back of the wardrobe

drizzly morning three women in pink jackets and a red umbrella

rainy July morning the whiteness of the bramble flowers curled round a lampost

wood pigeon in the distance again and again this quiet Sunday

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