a projection

I sat by a
tree with an open-door trunk
beside miniature caves between boulders
fairy-carpet moss spread out near the rushing stream
a twinkle upon the water
brought a twinkle to my eye
where a newt floated by
on a twig
blood-dark purple
and seemingly unalarmed
being taken by the current
a dragonfly landed on the back
of a grasshopper
for a wildberry romp
in the thistle
and, as I gazed all around me
being teased by a gentle life
it felt like I belonged
where the wood is merry
and the fern and the toadstool
make like a living room
as I,
not so oddly,
believed for a spell
that I was home.

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Bah Bah black Sheep- A hippie, rebel, highly individual. While loving creativity I have always done battle with the practical/impractical aspects of life. Sitting here in my aerie observing the world, the stars above and the other pinpricks below..
Been writing poetry since I was 14, now 62

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