He buttoned up his leaf jacket

soaked his shoes in brine

laced them up with marigolds

snatched a hat of sundrenched hay

sprinkled it with buttercups

broke a branch from the willow tree

strode along the track spread out by the moon

to a pool on the edge of the field.

He stared down into its mirror sheen

saw stars shifting – Pegasus leaping,

wielded his stick, stirred them all up

undid the sky, saw himself undone

marigolds scattering, clusters of brilliance

stars fleeing like him to another world.


Comments: 1 reply added

  1. Marie-Jo September 10, 2018

    Hello I like very much your poem, it says all your love for the wild nature and all that the nature reveals you Mjo

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