Waiting…

Such beauty in your pristine edge

Precision killer of my stroll

When summer’s heat extends

And pant to unclad leg migrates

In summer breeze that soothes the soul

Exposing flesh to that which rends

No wrath to insects, bees or sheep

Just to my naive naked limb

From what beneath the ivy bends


©Stephen Tanham

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10 Comments Add yours

    1. stevetanham says:

      Thank you, Ladies.

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  1. jenanita01 says:

    My own ‘naive, naked limbs’ are suffering from a close encounter with a load of undergrowth, so I can fully appreciate your words, Steve. The image is stunning too!

    Liked by 1 person

    1. stevetanham says:

      Last night’s dog walk- in shorts, foolish boy! x

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  2. I really like this. We have ticks here in South Africa so despite the terrific heat, walking in shorts is not advisable.

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  3. stevetanham says:

    Thank you, Robbie. I’m not sure it’s worth it here, either!

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