Monday, 12 May 2025

12th May 2025


 


Woodpecker cider?

we all drank it as teenagers

Strongbow for preference


In response to Dogwood Tales


© Rachel Green May 2025


VII.IV


Going to the shops will have to wait a while,

and though it's tempting, so must eating food

for first, she must go that extra mile

before police are called to kill her mood.

She collects the broom from where it's kept downstairs

and climbs back up beneath the sullen sky

but an error in her hindsight clearly stares

a problem she can clearly not deny.

The snow and slush remaining on the roof

is not the sort that can be swept away

especially not with indoor broom of floof

another plan must hatch to save the day.


© Rachel Green May 2025


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