Nightshade glade blue-green
grey tourquoise skies
low fast smoke cloud wafts
a mango rim october dawn
sly yellows exposed.
Thursday.
The weekend looks quiet,
walk the dog,
eat the fridge,
frugal rations,
no rugby.
A turning point in the year.
Shaky week bright chill bleak.
Stark relief conceals a brutal truth.
Situation abnormal
A world turned downside up.
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Soon the birds must migrate
for warmer winter climes
so wrap up warm & watch your back.
The forces of darkness may soon attack.
~
Nuts gathered in May
Soon will have their day.
Timid earth coyly wobbles.
Gives up alms seas of troubles.
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And by reposing, rends them null.
Mulligrubs with mean demeanours wrack the wind.
Gripes stab shrieks and guillemots.
Shags lie wrecked and heaped in frozen sea suds.
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Grimbeau 