This week’s poem, inspired by a beautiful week celebrating Mum’s 80th birthday in Italy. Lots of time with siblings and family… and yoga on the lawn overlooking the morning landscape.

Tuscany Yoga

Gold and silver sunrise,

flame streaked sky. Soft hills

rise from softer mist. Silence

broken by morning birds

busy in dew dripping fig trees.

Cautious kitten months away

from first avian catch

contents herself with insects. Fingers oiled,

scented by crushed lemon leaves.

Sisters’ sun salutation on hillside lawn.

Chianni, Tuscany 2016