Toadstool

Posted byinkdropkPosted inCharacter, Outdoors, Parks, PoetryTags:, , , , , , , , ,
Toadstools, growing by a tree on Salford Quays (Image: Brian F Kirkham)

a late night poem, rewritten from my notebooks – enjoy.

 

In cold damp and dark

out in the park

a small brown toadstool

sits hiding in the grass

shy and retiring

not best in its class

sheltered by reeds, in the wind and rain

camouflauged by the grass

drinking slowly from the drain

Published by inkdropk

Born and Bred in Salford, England - I live a short distance from Old Trafford - Home to Manchester United Football Club. I volunteer at Sale Harriers athletic club and at Imperial War Museum North - where i help as a guide to visitors in the galleries. A blogger, photographer, volunteer and occasional writer.

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