mild winter morning poem


mild winter morning poem  (  meop lanoitavresbo na  )

three speckled treecreepers

whisper in a hazel wood

underneath a grey sheet

in between the breeze

four black jackdaws

bobbing on the sodden mud

down in the brown

beside the barn

- behind the graveyard

five bright unicorns

roaring in my hinterland

cans of custard - castanets

cabbages & cats

six fat chaffinches

splashing in a bird bath

soon it shall be afternoon

( jacket not coat )



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