Saturday, February 05, 2011

A winter's day



Swirling leaves on a winter wind, like cats chasing tails

Melancholic green park benches looking on as a solitary soul walks on.


2 comments:

Lana Banana said...

jesus, sion! have you been getting "deep" in my absence?

Sion Barry said...

Hello there Lana Banana,

It's the life clock ticking away I guess and being left handed too.

If there was still national service in the UK a sergeant major would be shouting in my ear: "Get moving you stupid little Welsh girl's blouse!"