My garden is a saucer of green
The compost a downturned cup
Seeping wriggly nursery food
For the blackbirds fat children.
Orange beaked Mamma’s on guard;
I sit in my summer hat,
its flowerbed mimicry
Doesn’t fool her.
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This blog was mainly about my time living in Madrid and my return to London
in 2010. I will not be updating or adding to it from March 2013.
I have started...
13 years ago
2 comments:
alternatively it could be called 'sixty nine euro hat from paris'.
been thinking about your hat, must be quite special.... hope no bird shits on it
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