A study in indigo

An illuminated church

And bare branches

Adorned with fairy lights

An empty bench

Waiting for a passer-by

To sit and admire the view

© Caro Ness 2015 

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A corridor in a cinema,

All orange and red

Like the inferno

Not a hallway

But a hellway.

© Caro Ness 2015

Seeking for gold

In a limpid pool
Sifting out

The unwanted detritus

To find nuggets that will

Scry for my future

 © Caro Ness 2015

I know you’re in there somewhere,

And now I’ve got you trapped,

You can’t escape the hooded claw,

You’re my bird food now, for sure,

My culinary future’s mapped!

© Caro Ness 2015

  
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A long acquaintance,

My wife and I,

We are always deep in conversation,

Even when we take

Our favourite stroll

Along the fast-growing

Beautiful

Bamboo Walk

© Caro Ness 2015

Lines of traffic,

Lines of lights,

Slipstream,

Fast-frame,

Lines,

Lines,

Lines.

© Caro Ness 2015

Photo: Thomas Bjornstad 

We are in search of nectar,

But today,

Like magnets 

We cling to a dripping tap

In search of water 

On a hot, hot day. 

© Caro Ness 2015

We crowd together on this plant

Like a monstrous, over-sized flower,

Only when we spread our wings

Is it truly clear what we are

© Caro Ness 2015 

Slender,

Tall,

Hollow,

Green, 

One of many,

I crowd the air itself,

In my effort to reach the sky.

 © Caro Ness 2015 

The sky,

As the sun sinks

At the end of the day,

The horizon appears

As if on fire

And the sky is full

Of crushed raspberry

Blackberry

And blueberry

And the trees black

Like silhouettes.

© Caro Ness 2015