Year's End at Rathfarnham Wild

Fairy lights leaned into mild December
Breeze up on Tibradden Road
A doe's scarpering canter into the trees
And my dark shape running counter
An open scissors of teasing shadows

This morning like plasticine squeezed
By small agile hands, a grey squirrel
Traversed a telephone wire and dove
To a quivering, bare knuckled branch
In Saint Enda's Park

Tonight the same fox will caper
About Whitecliff common, its audacious tail
A function of grammar awaiting
An answer such as will mirror
The teasing shade of the coming year

On beckons and summons I forward
Lurch swathed in a gradient light
As common a subject as Winter boot soil
And graced for that knowing connection
With wild edges, startling, stock

Reviews

[ANTO]

An open scissors of teasing shadows " - loving this
"plasticine" - havent seen this word sitting in front of me in 40 years Carol - so many memories being stirred now...

The analogy of the fox tail is inspired and made me grin from ear to ear . Audacious is class!!
A true tale (excuse the pun) of feeling at one with nature - I loved this poem but being Irish I may be biased ?? anywhoo...