Monday 13 August 2012

One early morning




One early morning, 
when light was being distilled,
drop by drop, 
from gold,
A ball span 
as as it bounced 
over the dewy grass
and cobwebs spun 
from crystal and water.

Tiny rainbows
sparkled as 
Catherine Wheels of spray
lazily spiralled 
like galaxies being born.

A dog 
covered in smiles
races after it
and plucks it
from the air.

The best dog walks 
are those
where galaxies are born
and you return 
covered with
dew 
and dog smiles.






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