Every once in a while, I have a clothes crisis. Nothing goes together or things just don’t feel right. This happened the other day. I TRIED first one thing then another. Struggled to find items that did not CLASH with each other. Decided I should pull everything out and try to CLUMP things together. I stared at the piles, trying to see what COMBO I was willing to wear. And I did exactly what you would expect: I pulled out the usual COMFY clothes, the things that I always wear, put them on, and happily went about my day.

Georg’ann

Amused to think of writing
what I’ve just read:
“Apus apus, more commonly known
as a Common SWIFT,
has a constant swift motion.”
Aptly descriptive,
ridiculously redundant.
These are weak footed birds
with unsettling erratic flight.

Flashes of movement
above the LEAFY trees
that line the cliffs in layers.
From my COMFY perch
distant blue grey sea
meets pale sky.
Inward and below,
dark green treetops
appear as if a nearby field.
Out the balcony doors
unobstructed space to fly.

Heather