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Incarnadine glow

I heard a tread on the roof around midnight

Perhaps a cat or an owl on the prowl

Stepping ever so slow, in an incarnadine glow

It stopped and with stealth turned around…


The scent of nicotiana, jasmine and honeysuckle

Mingle to excite the senses and the promise of

A full moon casts an eerie glow through the trees

At the top of the hill. Meanwhile, hidden in the

Undergrowth nocturnal traffic begins to stir

Things that weave a path through the grass, things

That cause ladies to gasp and things that drop

In with a splash


Summer is here. A time of warm days and warm

Nights and when farm machinery disturbs countless

Habitats leaving the fields temporarily deprived of life

As escapees stampede to dodge the certain advances of

Rapidly revolving blades coming their way and a time

Too, when compost bins play host to many a homeless



As the evening wears on and the last cheerios fade

Heavy eyelids give way to slumber, periodically

Punctuated by feline footsteps, squeals and scurrying

On the roof above (something of a cottage phenomenon

At this time of year) when the tiles come alive with

Treats aplenty and gourmet diners choose from a lavish

Chimney pot menu

© Joseph G Dawson
This version: 03/07/2018

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