Tuesday, October 6, 2015

within Roe Wood

by Kate Garrett

your feet pound
   streets, pavements
     bus stops – the urban

  blur heading
for bluebells

   as you slip downhill
 & into the shadow

     of leaves (curled fingers
unfurling green)

   race the brook
along its obstacle

  forgotten blue
   bicycles, lawnmower
engines & plastic

     bottles without
  a single message inside

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