Moorland
Conceive that I may wish the hedges
wild, their bilberries
splayed sweet in whorls,
in clusters; wild, blue centres.

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Towns
Here bilberries are absent.
Thorns, concrete promiscuities,
jut from the opulently-bosomed raspberries
(planned wild by park-committees, towns : debilitation-centres).
Stains dement.
Moor / Towns
Dreams scatter:
bilberries of wild, exquisite blue
films, evasions, concrete dung.

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My dog goes elsewhere now.
Every post that engages the reader is worth the effort….and your’s engaged me!
Many thanks for your comment. Much appreciated.
Beautiful lines 🙂
With thanks.
Nice.
Glad you liked it.
Pleasure is all mine!
Mp.