Tuesday, 10 January 2023

#1106 - after my own heart

 



11.i.23

1106

4.11

after my own heart

 

whiling away

where else?

 

under fine slurry

some say pine

 

it’s only ever ambiguous

where one should shouldn’t

 

a dragonfly past

bandicoot snouting

 

this will be for others to find

but here’s the headsup

 

map of mere words gone among

 

I want to bring you further

and further in

 

wallaby over plank bridge

none more surefooted than

 

long after and before

 

come as ghosts

went that way

 

people who don’t get close won’t know

 

it’s all the creatures unbelieving

make this garden hum


No comments:

Post a Comment

Note: only a member of this blog may post a comment.