Minimalist poet, minimalist lifestyle

1...Time spent with family and friends.
2...Travelling or going somewhere with a purpose, whatever the means of tranport.
3...Pleasant, and unexpected, surprises.
4...Visiting my family and enjoying eating a traditional English lunch cooked by my mum.
5...The sound of someone calling my name, irrespective of the circumstances.
6...Not always having to be on my own; being involved, participating and contributing - making a difference, no matter how small.
7...The taste, aroma, texture and appearance of chocolate; the darker, the better.

SLIP OF THE TONGUE

A snake enters
A railway tunnel,
Underneath an
Erupting volcano.

At a safe distance,
A teenage boy
Plays guitar.

The weather forecast for today seems quite promising, so it looks like there'll be plenty of play at Trent Bridge later. The fourth test is critical; England needing to win at least one of the remaining two test matches in order to win back The Ashes.

I love watching cricket. I can lose myself for an entire day, obsessively studying the tactics and monitoring the statistics. Of course, the one question you really shouldn't ask to a cricket fan is, 'Who's winning?'. Ask me the score and that's fine; but as to who's actually winning...well, I might not know until the very last ball of the game.

GETTING THERE

Losing conversation
I rushed around
The stones for the
Sixth (and last) time.

My companion
Didn't understand;
I didn't try
To explain.

At the next cairn
I forgot to add a stone;
Merely contributing
Lively debate and pointing
To the quickest way home.