Observations

Observations

The shapes of silence
an empty doorway

an open window
at which no one is seen

the shadow of an oak tree
that does not stir

the trail of space
that a cat leaves

behind it as it ambles
across a garden

or wanders along
an abandoned path

alongside the railway
or a blackbird

or perhaps a crow
pecking at recently

ploughed soil
or as the day

dissolves into night
a pine forest engulfed

in darkness
the air tinder dry

and a sense
of expectation

of a tale
about to be told

John Lyons

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