Time slip

Off the road 

A walk in the park

Anti city of natures primary roar

 

Damp plastic  hung skinny from  ash tree

Lightning forked  on something like an oak

Stump raised in flight  and fungus lime

 

Wood carried fears

Horizontals all 

Something of the dazzle 

Blue is up there

 

Heat, sound, tropic

Static, a buzz

 

same place

different time

 or is it the other

 

brute skin fury  hungry in a good carnage

bone arrow bowmen

eyes open to their gods

 

feather and bird skin

long ivory  crushed from freshly killed  beast   a thousand hours ago

 

concrete stays in the distance 

not part of this

I try not to turn 

 

Feel a knock passing and they are gone

time slip . ghosts

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mark littler

Thu 31st May 2012 11:51

thanks steve this ended up mainly a nature poem thought it a bit of a failure
as never been lucky to have experience of a time slip myself so wrote a bit off my usual self on a sci fi subject

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