Woken by a wasp, inches from my face, everything about them seems warlike and dangerous, poised for painful action. But beautiful.
Wasps fly standing up.
Ominous shapes hang ready
from noisy, blurred wings.
(24/09/11)
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Watching the exotic and alien-looking leaf hopper that landed, danced and disappeared in front of me…
Sap green, crimson stripe,
dapper hopper’s dappled dance.
Gone like a blown leaf.
(17/09/11)
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Highly visible, alluring, even in rain, on a Connemara shop wall…
Bold on bright gable:
Beer Books Eggs Marble and Wool.
Eclectic retail.
(10/09/11)
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Torrential rain again this week. Squelch…
Cows hedge-cowering.
Donkeys’ heads deep in blackthorn.
Sky flowing Earthward.
(03/09/11)