On the Canal
The pondskaters’ erratic
flick-flack glide disrupts
like light shower dimples
while the flash of a fish
spreads ripples through
inverted sunset clouds.
Over fragile corrugations
the skaters slip-slide
sideways to the dark bank
as night breathes in
through the fading light
like brush strokes
Boadicea's Chariot 
for the competition
https://charioteers.org/2011/04/21/9th-poetry-competition/
I enjoyed that. Thanks, Nym.
Thank you, Bilby.
Lovely.
It is very good, Nym.
It’s positively Marya like, and that is very much intended as a compliment. 🙂
Now that’s real poetry!
Nice one, Pseu! 😀
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