When I Look into Her Eyes I See

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(Credit: Joshua Rodriguez on Unsplash)

 

Her eyes aren’t windows

To some soul hiding within.

They are a mirror.

 

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Childhood Morning

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The first rays of day.

Our garden pond becomes an

Ocean of jewels

 

A Long Trip Home

 

Distant misty trees

Grow ever closer as I

Strain my aching legs.

 

Eyes in the Dark

 

In the dark I meet

Glowing eyes and glinting teeth

Whose bite will prevail?

 

Waterfall

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(Credit: Laurel Balyeat on Unsplash)

 

I stop to admire

Your eternal suicide

Crashing against rocks.

 

Meeting a Fox

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(Credit: Sunyu on Unsplash)

 

Turning the corner

Three frozen seconds before

The red hunter flees.

 

What Would it be Like?

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(From Babraham)

 

Hoarse cries, wriggling worms

Beginning one’s life in a

Chaos of branches

 

Rooks Outside my Window

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(Credit: Kathy2408 on Pixabay)

 

Cawing loud and long

Do they get even more hoarse

As the days go by?

 

After a Long Walk

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(From Wandlebury Country Park)

 

Mud on my trousers

A robin’s song in my heart

I bring the woods home.

 

Doves

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(Credit: Rothart on Pixabay)

 

One dove is for peace

Two are for love. They must be

The hippies’ favourite.

 

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