Saturday, 13 February 2016

good mr Ning

oh
the cat wants
something, oh the head-
what on earth is up with her?
get up, let the cat out , bathroom,
oh , the clock, it is past eight already

listen, coffee is being made in the kitchen

awake now
the son is up, has been up for some time. His computers are all making whirring sounds, the cat is outside the door wanting to be let in and fed, it is nine in the morning.
Feel bad, the vision is fuzzy, tinnitus' hiss right ear, slowly turning to a whistle.
There are things to be done, rubbish to be cleared,  things to be arranged for and things to be thought of.

A writing desk to restore, an item over a century old, having had rough treatment for the last thirty years.
And things to dispose of, to sell and give away.
An Easter journey to think about, and a wedding to attend,

A cuppa and a silver apple at the window, listen to the saturday traffic outside. And this daily wish is fulfilled, duty done,
learn language later

bom dia

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