Watching The Celandines Near The Setts…
Those rich, yellow flowers had begun to push through
The damp earth inside the woodland. And daylight
Lasted longer,
Although the orange sunset brought about
A sudden darkening, as if a switch
Had been flicked
Because the evening was imminent and due…
A small badger cub began to struggle through
From its sodden hole in the copse. And in poor light
Tarried longer,
Although dusk’s onset brought about
A nervous fidgeting, then a switch
Was clearly flicked,
For humanity was detected, its threat undue…
Pete Ray
8th April 2023
Celandines had begun to show yellow in the copse, as one badger cub tentatively showed too.
It feasted for a moment, then disappeared, as did any real semblance of light…
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