Falling Into Autumn

It’s a beautiful time,

Falling into Autumn.

When the trees turn…




Burnt ochre,


Yet sad.

Because the world rusts over,

And each leaf that descends

A drop of blood

Being shed,

As each tree

Dies a little death

For the winter.
© Text Caro Ness 2016

Image may be subject to copyright 

You’re Mine!

A squirrel, a nut,

What’s not to like?

Paradise but,

To be mine, I must strike!

 I spotted it there!

Grub on which to dine…

A nut past compare,

Let’s face it, you’re mine! 

© Text Caro Ness

© Image  Sergei Polyusho

Pink Gin

How’s about a Pink Gin

At La Petite Bouchee?

What dumps you were in

Will just drift away…

So let good times begin

And fiesta hold sway,

My head’s in a spin,

But I’m A OK!

© Text 2016 Caro Ness

© Image Loz  Hudson

The Baoab

…is such a strange tree,

It has a certain symmetry.

Like a triffid, just a bit,

It looks as if someone’s uprooted it!

And rammed it upside down into the earth,

So it’s undergone a strange rebirth,

And under a fiery African sun,

It’s sci-fi horror for everyone!

 © Text Caro Ness 2016

Image: francesca1.unblog.fr



Hurry! Hurry! We must be on time,

 Being late is a serious crime!

It simply shows no thought,  respect,

No judicious use of your intellect!

Hurry! Scurry! Be on time!

Being late is such a crime! 

 © Text / Image Caro Ness 2016 



The Spectator

I am just curious,

What are you doing?

I want to know

If you’ve something brewing.

Are you ready to give me

Some loving skin,

To let the purrfect

Adoration begin?!

I know you adore me

And so I insist

Give me some loving!

How can you resist?

© Text / Image Caro Ness 2016 



Standing here

On the edge

Of an abyss

In an emerald


Faced with

The feral might

Of a waterfall

I feel powerless



© Text  Caro Ness 2016

Image: fstoppers.com

 Caro Ness 2016


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