Badger Glinting Bronze, Shining Gold…
It slouched from a hole in the ground
Behind, began to feed and twisted then turned
Out of the shadows, between myriad flourishing
Plants and into the spotlight of a sumptuous sun, setting
Beyond the copse.
And its grey-silver pelt flashed bronze and gold…
It mithered and foraged, heedful of the slightest sound,
Alert as its rough fur in evening sunlight burned
Between the shadows, as it was feeding and scavenging
In the scrub and undergrowth and fretting
Through the copse.
And its silver-grey back burnished bronze and gold…
Pete Ray
12th May 2022
Temple Balsall as an owl hooted and the sunset altered the colours within a lone badger’s fur…
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