an online notebook – nothing serious
May 16, 2011 § Leave a comment
no footfall in fellfoot
Swaddled in saplings
and leaf mouldered meadow
mellowed and mallowed
hollowed and hallowed
old yew, new me and you
acorns oaking beneath me
Tagged: Poem self
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