The sign reads,
"This sign is not in use"
A New Day Takes Charge
Through the dark of an autumn morning,
the suns light slowly appears.
At first,
just a chink,
a faint line above the trees.
Shapes start to form on the damp surfaces where there were none.
Reflections,
shadows,
features emerge out of the dark.
Car headlights,
once fierce,
having lost their menace,
seemingly shine less brightly.
The gloom is fading away and a new day takes charge.
Jigsaw
Nine hundred and ninety nine pieces is not a complete 'one thousand piece' jigsaw.
Every piece is important.
Every piece plays a part,
so we mustn't loose anymore pieces
Every life is important in this jigsaw that we call our world.
We must make sure we don't loose anymore jigsaw pieces down the back of the worlds sofa because...
Because,
with every individual piece which is lost,
the 'whole' is further diminished,
to a point where it simply,
...can no longer be
...whole.
A Lovely Day
The dawn chorus is delayed.
An eerie calm settles all around.
Car headlights cut through the fog.
A Virginia Creeper cascades down a fence,
its autumn red stands proud in the gloom.
Misty spiders-webs cover wire fences.
Spiders in residence await a meal.
The recently trimmed hedgerow glistens,
damp,
covered in tiny droplets.
The rising sun colours the whole of the eastern sky a pale orange,
but fails to break through.
The avenues between the apple trees are just rows of fog stretching into the distance.
Sheep in a field drift in and out of view,
and a train passes,
unseen.
I think it's going to be a lovely day!
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