Badgers (revised)

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The hem of happy looks and sounds sincere,

and roaming these dawn hills permits relief

from talk. A thrush performs, not grave with fear,

a climbing song to nudge belief for more

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than thoughts. They are a rambling briar of scent,

let blossom touch the sleep of them. We find

the badgers, black and white, with no pretence

to flee. The valley pleats with light. We walk.

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Original

The hem of happy looks and sounds sincere,

and roaming these dawn hills permits relief

from talk. A thrush performs, not grave at all,

a climbing song to nudge belief for more

.

than doubts. They are a rambling briar of scent,

let blossom touch the sleep of them. I saw

the badgers, black and white, with no pretence

to flee. The valley pleats with light. We walk.

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The valley pleats with light.

Yes! I’ve seen that effect, but what a wonderful way to describe it.

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When I read this it was like those early Sunday night Disney song shorts where the bouncing ball on the lyrics morph into images on the screen. For me this really takes off at S2. Much enjoyed.

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Cheers Gyppo. Nice to connect. I’ll keep that bit, but will revisit the narrative, which is too tangled.

Phil

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Cheers Tom. Your analogy raised a smile and perhaps a way to progress the write.

Phil

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