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Mantelpiece

new frames

the old faces

Scotch on ice

the whisky-grained caw

of a crow

Listening

no traffic trickles

through the front-yard hedge

Paused in the parade,

the wheeze of the bagpipes

marching again

Streetlights

still wind ruffled

the quick red fox

Latin dance class

the impossible stir of hips

for the next tango

Window‘s fly speck

coming from behind

the pink glow of Mars

Un-rented house

the autumn change too

hovers in its trees

Pencilled

heights of the children

behind the laundry door

Plastic bags

kiting in the wind

the autumn brings