Tuesday, 13 November 2012

November Fauna

(Wapley Hill Fort, November) 
                                                           
Froth-frayed wings
Fizz against the light
November butterfly
Watch as they watch:
Human eyes
Cat eyes
An instinct for beauty
An instinct for capture
Movement enrapture 
Winged Psyche
Or prey
The split meaning
Embossed in our DNA
The cat will grab that bird in the bush
Alone, I walk 
Deeper into autumn
Startled by starlings
Unchained to the obvious
I'm balancing on the slippery
Scaled back
Of a giant red bream
Carried away by mossy claws
And invisible,
Birdless wings.


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