Tuesday 2 August 2011

at home on an early may morning

Aniseedy smell of sea fennel
greets me at the open door.
ducklings huddle,
desecrating flowerbeds,
demanding food.
in the field, the
black and white cat stalks
the hedgerow,
erupting into a flying leap
as a rabbit skitters away.
next door
my neighbour befriends
Destruction
with his gun.