summer's end

summer's end

season's departed
gone woodlice slugs ants
the butterfly you caught ate laughed

forked tongue indigo eyes

burnt out by summer heat light
red spider mite white marble
pepper-pot bright apples dripping
stamped hard forged now

take on camouflage rust ochre
and wonder what if

munching chicory wild mallow poison
digging up green potatoes daffodil bulbs

what if

cherry tree falling

what if you moved on to another garden
and I followed

slip hiss slither away away away
catch me if you can
larkspur juniper heather  
in another garden
tomorrow       


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[Catherine Edmunds]

Published in wormwood, earth and honey (Circaidy Gregory Press)