Watching Piggies

Posted: August 5, 2016 in poetry
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piggie

Winter trees without leaves
Bare Branches interact and spread
Clouds spun out in white woollen puffs
Blue patches of bare sky
TV aerials perforate the sky-line
Stainless steel roofs ripple
Lungs full of fresh air
Piggies pick out stems of grass in the back yard
Burrowing through tall grass and weeds
Playing their endless chasing game
Silence watching over piggies
Peace Man Yeah

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