Half past six on Saturday night
Fireworks are popping,
Banging outside;
dark
and cold
with mist.
I liked this morning’s cobwebs; now they have moved-on.
The hum of TV downstairs threatens another dancing programme
I consider
Netflix
Or a book,
Not really interested.
The dog
In the corner house
Barks when I walk past;
He is a young Alsatian –
Upright ears and dead eyes.
A Mobius
Strip
No beginning
No end.
Round and round we go.
Oh the enervating long long hours of Satturday afternoons, for example, today!
Thought I was the only person in the whole of civilisation who doesn’t watch ‘ Strictly’.
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I’m in good company😄
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Feeling the drag there Rod.
Great cobweb pic though – nature is the answer.
Giddy up!
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Is that you Mr Magee?
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