Spring - your mattress tore
Spring - 'dafs' their faces show
Spring - there in your step
And spring - new waters flow.

Spring - to smooth a ride
Spring - bulbs take the sun
Spring - to originate from
And spring - the cleaning done

Spring - something on someone 
Spring - springs to mind
Spring - Springing a leak
I'm no spring-chicken 
I think you'll find

Spring - I hope springs eternal!
Hot springs - a body soothes
Spring - spring into action
And active springs - smooooth!

Spring - the winters end
Spring - the days length grows
Spring - vegetation appears
And spring - it fills your nose


Two trash drinks, three bars 
of chocolate and some 
antacid tablets!


How come I have the
time to make a mess but not
time to tidy up?

All This Rain

A wet Sunday in February.
Rain drops streak down the patio doors to the terrace,
which wait
locked shut - longing for spring.
The washing machine shudders to a halt
with another load that certainly won't see the washing line - it'll have to hung it up on the on the 'dolly' in the kitchen!

Water drops fall from a gutter unable to cope.
In the drive,
puddles gorge themselves on yet more rain drops
gang together to catch out those brave enough - or foolish enough
...to venture out!

We wait
longing for the days of summer
with games and barbeques
maybe a 'Pimms' or three!
Almost lake like
the lawn is now unable to absorb any more rain 
and now has huge oceans forming across it - should we get the dingy out?

And still it rains.
The dreams of a Sunday morning 
trimming the shrubs
mowing the lawns 
after lunch
taking tea - have simply been washed away 
by all this rain!

Such Detail

With a repeated sharp 'crackling' sound 
followed by a small - 'pop'
then a 'rattle'
my wife
sorted out her latest delivery of tablets.
The crackle was from the plastic of a tablet slide - rows of transparent bubbles in which tablets were held prisoner,
and specifically proportioned,
waiting to be taken - as prescribed by her GP!

So; as each bubble yields to the pressure of her thumb
with a crackle of its plastic, 
the tablet slide being expertly positioned
over the required section,
just one of seven sections 
with their lids open
waiting to receive 
'Monday to Sunday' written on the lids...
with a 'pop'
the shiny silver foil
a coating on the reverse side of the tablet slide
full with printed information about the tablets...
submits to the applied force 
realising the once captive tablet,
this released tablet,
then drops successfully into the first section of the row of clear plastic containers 
with a rattle,
are designed to take that days allocation of tablets
and so will be joined by other tablets soon.
This routine is continued until each daily section
has the correct amount
of the correct tablets within it.

This is a routine my wife undertakes each weekend
those long plastic containers each with seven sections
one for each day of the week
the weekly containers that people use
to make sure they have taken the correct tablets
on the correct days
at the correct times.

...it is then I remember!
It's only because I've put my hearing aids in...

...that I am hearing such detail!