The edge of the garden dissolves
like an Disprin
a spreading cloud of watery fog
in it a tree hunches in the margins
like a huge man in a mac
with a Homburg pressed low
cold in a peasouper
of a penny dreadful novel
waiting and watching
suddenly vast wings
skim the gardens milky roof
in peripheral vision
a dove grey Heron
trailing jesses of legs
The garden forms a boundary
between tame and wild
between here and gone

Comments
insertponceyfre... | December 29, 2010 - 22:45
wonderful imagery in this poem
MistakenMagic | December 30, 2010 - 14:09
Beautifully atmospheric - I particularly love the description of the tree! Well done on the cherry :)
Magic xxx
Luly Whisper | January 1, 2011 - 19:01
I like this.