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From Two Windows
At dusk
a pink moon
low over the sheds
in a cold clear sky -
ice blue, yet light
hiding stars
a leaf fall
the pond water stills
but does not freeze
Much later
that same moon
lights my bedroom
in the cold night air -
velvet black, the sky
glints stars
an owl flash
my blood chills
but does not freeze
Thursday 22nd November 2018 10:49 am
Return
Night.
I am transported by
a narrow orange moon
and a million stars
the still cool air
the silence of the yard
I am welcomed by
a single ghostly owl swoop
over the sheep fields
the creak of my gate
the scratch of my key on the lock
then
the silent click...
Sunday 18th November 2018 12:23 pm
A dream itself is but a shadow
In the grey cloudlight of a pre-dawn moon
something stayed my dream
a stray insistent noise heard through sleep
the uncertain call of the hunting owl:
I am knelt naked at the window -
beneath, the frosted grass glimmers in the pale creamglow
hazy through the early swirls of mist
but not a shade or waft disturbs the spectral scene
although my flesh seems chilled by some slig...
Sunday 11th February 2018 11:23 am
Top of the Tree
There’s a charming woodland creature
reputed to be wise
With a knack for spotting problems
with their eager, clever eyes
Keen and daring to be different
Turning heads through all degrees
They love imparting knowledge
showing off their expertise
And in amongst their hunting
firmly grasped by bill and claw
they hold a sense of duty
and so, lay down the law
It’s a noi...
Thursday 2nd March 2017 11:09 pm
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