late wind stirs
the scent of frying spices
yellow ladybird drops
~
swift chasing gull
aeroplane coasting the blue
the cats roll over
~
soft treads on the grass
shine on her fur
my heart leaps
~
hanging on the line
two icecream sundaes appear
pattern becomes clear
1 comment:
I rather like these.
Won't say more.
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