This one has colour depicting bright sun
and the wind, whose hand strokes
the distant fields to a paler green
and tosses her hair in a hurly-burly blur
of curls that she tries in vain to tame.
Album 6 – Diana on the Berkshire Do
the nimble sparrows
hop, chirp, peck and congregate
aching head and joints
lurching walk and lurching talk,
the mind perserveres
was greatly feared by...
I understand finally
when a head shakes
side to side it does not always
it may mean "know"
or "now" or
"just kick me in the ass"
once gently, with a gracefully pointed
An Ode toby
And Yet againby
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