i heard a scuttle in the bushes
and listened
sensed an angel suffering from a fall
the sounds my body makes
when standing still
gravel crunched as the postman turned
leaving a bank statement
and a 2 for 1 offer on pizzas
under the bushes
i saw where a blackbird had scattered
twigs and leaves
in its search for food and living
Published in Open Arts Forum on .
Cameron McClure is the pen name of a retired Chartered Surveyor who lives in Northern Ireland. He writes to find out and express what it is like to be himself and reads to find out what it is like to be someone else. His writing explores identity through memory and place and the spirit which animates us all. He is interested in all expressive arts, and in philosophy psychology and physics. He enjoys cryptic crosswords, board games and solving puzzles in general. He would be a lesser person and lost without a dog beside him.
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