Saturday, August 24, 2019

Blithe Spirit, Vol. 29, Number 3, August 2019

fallen wasp nest
a ladybird brightens
each chamber


rickety fence
a row of bluebirds
holds up the sky


lakeside camp . . .
an otter's soft splash
as it slips
under the edge
of my dreams


nightwalking
across heathland,
our boots
wet with the dew
of starlight

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