asleep

In the dark his breathing is slow and steady
but his hand still takes my fingers 
when I seek it out under the tangle of blankets

squirrel

he darts back and forth across the cycle track
then stops under my wheel

September

the sky-blue-pink evening 
fades to a starless night
scarred with aeroplane trails

reading

I am not reading
I stare at the page for a while
letting words drift into my eyes
then I turn the page

Costa Rican Adventure 8 - waves

watching for the dawn 
there is a momentary lull between the waves
the silence is so compete it is as if
someone turned off the ocean

Costa Rican Adventure 7 - collecting shells

beautiful spiral shells litter the beach
but there will be no collecting
they scuttle away at your approach
even the tiniest amongst them
is home to someone 

Costa Rican Adventure 6 - Cacao Monkeys again

We breakfast with a basilisk

Costa Rican Adventure 5 - Cacao Monkeys

In the pitch black the crashing waves of the pacific 
have been replaced with the chirrup of insects
and the plink plonk of frogs calling from the canopy.
We wake to the cacophony of howler monkeys.

Costa Rica Adventure 4 - snakes

tree roots in the path look like snakes
snakes look like tree roots
they are mostly tree roots.

Costa Rica Adventure 3 - leaf-cutter ants

I peer over the veranda at a procession of tiny white blossoms
making their way down into the shrubbery

Costa Rica Adventure 2 - above the clouds

the downy pillows of fleece are replaced with a clean blue-tinged sweep of ice
I could step from the wing and glide away

Costa Rica Adventure 1 - on the train

After two hours trapped with celebratory football chatter
the silence of the deserted Underground carriage is bliss