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Country Childhood
Waist high, windblown snowdrifts
Sloping, snow covered fields
Lopsided snowmen wearing woolly hats
To wake at dawn and hear the slipping
And sliding of loosening snow
Peep at the sky, the colour of a flock of seagulls
The thaw had begun.
Blossom-like confetti, sprinkled magically
Spring has arrived
Bicycle rides, peering over hedges into buttercup-filled fields
A penc...
Thursday 4th January 2018 2:10 pm
Fibonacci on the last school run
A spider's chandelier with Gatsbyesque enticement
indulges the mumbling aphid's lament,
red berries decorate the fringe of a melodic carousel of swallows
whilst two more riders swirl their eyes and caw.
This was just the mornings...
On evenings we saw raves-
black v's in tye-dye skies,
a ginger stoat did the caterpillar,
frozen ozone refracts a mobile of rainbows.
O...
Sunday 7th September 2014 10:03 pm

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