in which chairs coloured the rain

it was an indoors week

looking out to the north

the only respite

work’s drizzle-slog striped

blue-azure a green-red

sodden comfort

waiting for the sound of tennis

to thud across the court

so conventional a scene

lost to me,  just remembrance

of chairs which coloured

the rain, then the unwinding

way turning us nestwards

 

 

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