#Dreams #Writeclub
Salford, 30th April 2020
Drifting into a lovely dream
resting on a hundred or more feathers and a few more bouncy springs
in time i’m picking toffee apples off a nearby tree, and
four and twenty cartoon animals are joining me
to have the wonder of all picnics
in time – i’ll be going back to the run-of-the-mill routine
not until the alarm bell
goes off beyond the garden
The Inkwell 
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