by the sunny bench cat and I cast our shadows; touching just briefly
Colin Myles
tourist cars whizz past eyes shut standing up asleep; white pony in field
diagonal rain
gusting in off Atlantic
sideways umbrellas
soft Atlantic wind waves tumbling fading away; amble along shore
on the red bollard wren singing short melody; takes off,next venue
after the sea storm
rocks inch higher up slipway;
meadow pipit stares
Colin Myles - Poetry Books
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