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The Shed
Hanging in the shed
Are four dead pheasants and a woodcock
On a makeshift table
Some half-eaten sandwiches and a thermos
A drab green waterproof
Hangs on a nail above some boots and drips
The man sits talking to a friend
And rubbing his damp hair with an old towel
Outside dogs are sniffing around the cars
Ignoring the rain one man is hunched over his ...
Friday 8th February 2019 2:15 pm
Snow Fields
The soft blown snow that fell five days ago
Crisp frozen now by these five frosty nights
Still blankets all the fields and moors to show
Where pheasant clattered off on noisy flights
While footfall of the lesser birds is scribed
Less deep; and here a small bank vole has run;
There passed red fox and rabbit side by side
Though time kept them apart and saved the one
At the wo...
Tuesday 5th February 2019 9:53 am
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