I’m a creature

Of stealth and guile

The silent approach

Targetted acquisition 

The quiet assassin

That spreads

Foreboding, alarm

Dread accompanies me

Panic walks with me

So I ask,

Are you feeling brave?

© Caro Ness 2015



Dawn brings

A sense of impermanence.

A bluebell,

Fragile,

Almost transparent,

In the morning sun.

Rings in

The new day.

Copyright Caro Ness 2015

Photo: Thomas Ljungberg



Such a simple thing! 

A swing of the hips,

To keep the hoop going.

And I love

How the rhythm 

Created

Just 

Lifts my spirits.

And my shadow 

Stretches out

Underneath me. 

© Caro Ness 2015



A ballerina

Seated

On a polished floor 

Bending forward 

Her reflection 

Forming 

A beautiful shape;

Cupid’s Bow lips

Poised for a kiss

© Caro Ness 2015



This was the apple

I chose for Snow White,

Red, juicy, inviting.

I plucked it from the tree

With the dew still on it,

Knowing she couldn’t resist.

It almost screams out

“Eat me! Eat me!”

And she did. 

Copyright Caro Ness 2015



Early morning,,

The dew still fat 

And heavy

On the leaf,

And the boats moored,

For a quick getaway,

A river escape.

Is your courage strong?

Constant?

Are you ready to leave,

With me?



Snow

On branch

On trunk

On tree 

And 

On the roof

Of the red barn

Copyright Caro Ness 2015



A tangerine moon

Suspended 

In an indigo sky

Colouring

The sea below

Copyright Caro Ness 2015