Wednesday, 4 May 2022

misfit

 misfit


it slipped in unnoticed 

this stiletto sun

slit the morning’s drab dress

under the trees it is consummately 

summertime again

drat drat 

the magpie thief

has entered the privet intent upon robbery 

for the blackbird’s nest has wobbled my eyes 

for a while now

the expected  sadness 

even on a summer morning

a cloud slips across the sun

the blade of nature wiped clean

red in tooth and claw 

i sip my tea

another biscuit?

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