(g) I spied… (6.5)

I spied…
(Elfjie series)

On
Pheasant Hill
Loping red fox
Plays at dawn’s eighth
Hour

Below
The hill
Where daisy and
Lavender bloom; wild canary
Drink

On
A cloudy
Late spring morning
Before the thunderstorm
Breaks

©JP/dh

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7 thoughts on “(g) I spied… (6.5)

  1. despite the weather, the creatures continue along their business …. quite the sightings 🙂

    a wild canary … sounds interesting, considering I can only envision a domestic canary that has managed to escape … they don’t often last long “out there” – at least not where I am ….

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