Avis vigiliae: A Golden Bird sits on the line…

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….in purple lit shadows
While the Faerie caravan moves on
Towards some new stopping place.
Dressed up in robes and tiny crowns
These funny flying things
Do hide their wings
So they can pull their toadstool on its course….
Then dragging slow a sort of worn out faerie horse!
Yeah!
Gill McGrath©

Hide & Seek: for grown-ups*

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I followed you through the trees
Now I am vanished
Sun scorched
Between fallen leaves
Rain on my face
Rain in my mouth
I am drowning
I hear your voice
When will you find me?

Gill McGrath©
*photo,words coming from the forbidden edge of local golf course!