Out into the garden
Soft beauty rambles
A mile a minute
Over the spiders
Spinning roof
A black warning rook
Calls from the watchtower
Hungry worm eaters
Take flight
Chatting on talking wires
Tom the tiger cat
Climbs up the colourless
Stems of entangled ivy
The sun falls behind
The washing line horizon
Insect petals wrapped in thorn
Kiss the deadly nightshade
Protected in natures scented nettle
Garden flowers silhouette around the
Dancing fire flickering back memories
Of last summers dream
When the cider orchards never ran dry.
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