Today atop tall trees
Are seen
Tween foreshore and fell
Winter folded flocks
Footing stone walls
And like me
Awaiting spring.
While birds surprise
With their unseasoned
Pre dawn song
I fear a wave of chill
Will send them back
In silence
To wait upon
A more auspicious time.
Methinks
The jackdaw
Is still asleep
Waiting for a flash of sun
To light a silver penny
Tempting him to steal.
JL Jan 10. 14:50.
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