Shisan : A row of flip-flops

barbecue guests
on the welcome mat
a row of flip-flops

treading pebbles
down to the waves

all those men
who worked to build
the college tower

along the cloisters
a build up of leaves

at full moon,
the nun so aware,
her belly's flatness

besotted, to please him,
a few kinky outfits

muffled up,
all week braving snow
to visit her grave

the cemetery 'Friends'
make a haven for wildlife

despite the smell
he feels a strong affinity
with bats

she sheds a few tears
at the bedroom's bare walls

from my window
Apple Blossom fairies
perched on a branch

fresh green paint
on swings in the 'rec'

A solo renku by Diana Webb, England