Friday, December 12, 2014

Summer Orchard Evening


On an evening

when apple was eating the worm,

tree grating the sun

with some clouds, dusty birds;

the green cloth

was spread to the orchard wall.


I watched bees collecting post

while cat was a tea cosy

with dozey trip-wire eyes.

Suddenly dog alarm in the hedge

comes bursting from the undergrowth:

big game hunter

and cat gone steeplejack.


Then dog winks

and we stretch out,

and I go back to being a microscope

eyeball deep in daisies.

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