post scriptum scribbles

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post scriptum scribbles

after the spanners

a spindle is run

      x’s not hexes

      the kiss of a gun

spanning the vista

a mackerel is seen

      over the clover

      a ghost of a skein

there is a parsnip

a ptarmigan too

      hitching a lift with

      a stone in a shoe

down in the dingle

the badgers awake

      dusk is a dusting

      the icing of cake

bouncing in transit

the cheque’s in the mail

     thanks for the letter

     & god save the snail

planets in motion

a twinkle of eyes

      what with an atlas

      the wear in the wise