Stoked by the mist, Leaping three feet clear Fighting the hooks free.
Pumpkin pierced Sagging eyes and jagged grin Flickering deep within.
Bronze to blue Statue down at curling change That he can’t do.
Reflex inducing Jaunty Pheasant numbly fumbles from hedge
The Circle – Part IX – Ben, John and Pam. The circle is silent, deep in their trance. John sees the small boat in rough seas again, But, the small details have changed at first glance, And the figure’s a man who looks like Ben. In shock, John is snapped out of his vision And…
October sun peers Over roof tiles slick from Morning mizzle.
Sunlight fretted Among orange boughs Of Sycamore.
The Fox in the bins, A brush, full of rubbish. Trashy vixen!
Sap sinking, Leaf shrinking, lamp blinking, Wishful thinking.
Urchin hedgehog, Russet-tailed squirrel, Retire after supper.