Black Friday...

photo & text © Jesús Montero 

Black Friday

It’s happened again.

Autumn leaves first.

Then, the season’s first flurries.

As another year’s ghost hurries, hurries.

We shop til we drop

On this thing called Black Friday

As the low hanging fog engulfs London’s B.T. Tower.

We think about love

Like any Tom, Dick and Harry

Wondering what,

What the New Year carries, carries...

photo & text © Jesús Montero 

Fall bits...

photo & text © Jesús Montero 

Earlier today,

I went for a stroll.

Stumbled upon the fall;

Picked bits of it

And put them in a bowl!

photo & text © Jesús Montero 

A little Persian date!

photo & poem © Jesús Montero 

A Little Persian Date...

All the wait is over,

So is the debate.

All those ‘will its’ won’t its’

Rushing through my head.

You could call it fortune,

Just perhaps pure fate.

For I have managed to charm

A little Persian date!

My heart is beating, beating.

Waiting for the fete!

But something rather tells me,

Despite the willing bait...

I won’t put

In my lifetime,

Its precious fruit...

On a plate! 

   
                                                photo & poem © Jesús Montero