gutter gutteral

written in minutes.. probably shows..

05.20. UK. 

Woken up by torrential rain hammering on my windows 

crazy dancing howling a hooley through the well lagged loft..

Hardly the time for a party, so - am refusing the invitation! 

Kitchen warmth: Peruvian socks snugging half asleep feet

Pan bubbling its own refrain, tinkling the stainless steel

chocolate powder awaiting the heat of semi-cream milk

Dawn's wondering whether tis time to peep across distance -

maybe wiser more to lie dreaming low in strata 's depth

along with the creepies and crawlies curled in dark dreams 

Car groans murderous at the kerb, gutter gutteral awake

door slams closed, its mood infamously October well known

Monday's memorial is sadly damp, soaked as is - wind-blown! 

Lady dog's eyes have that dark drooping dare.you.not.way

'We'll not woof-woof that wetness. but wait for nine when

Miss can don wellies and I will smugly soak in the rain!

Failing that, we could stay home, sit on the carpet next to

a gentle log fire, eat chocolates or nibbles (according to

our number of feet)  -  pause - and listen to music

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Reviews

[Dave W.]

This is so much better, I liked it before and I still like it now, but you have brought order to it, it looks so good. This line "Car groans murderous at the kerb, gutter gutteral awake" fantastic.

[emmajoygreen]

Many thank yous, Dave W. Am trying to cut down my words, am apt to write far too much!