Another sunny day has made a start

A swift can reel and pivot 'gainst the sky

The distance sees the gulls pursue their art.

 

An insubstantial cloud through which to fly -

A vapour trail disintegrates again -

A pigeon flutters past, his luck to try.

 

A "normal" sort of scene, then, in the main

The rooftops are reflecting summer light

A siren wailing past reveals the strain

That waited in obeisance through the night.

 

                                                          K Pettitt.