A
ballet in the air
The pool is dappled, on the move
flickering in liquid dance,
lime and bottle,
shades of green
all of the tree-tops too.
Bees and butterflies are buffeted, warm with the wind
from the south,
the sea.
So, high in the sky two buzzards mew
and slow circle,
wings wide on the thermals, lift and climb
sublime
a ballet in the air.
September 8th 2012, Hounoux, for Clare with love
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