Holly Blue & The Ankle…
It was a physical morning working in the garden, toiling and aching
My back. I had been lifting and bagging up the detritus from the destruction
Caused by a charged hedge trimmer. And as I was patiently raking
More of the same, I spotted a small butterfly, its colour a distraction.
It skittered and flickered about the camellia then upon my ankle it became attached
And remained there for several minutes, although I felt nothing of its presence.
Somehow I felt enchanted and secretly pleasured and touched as I watched,
Before the Holly Blue took flight again, soaring high beyond a grim wooden fence…
Pete Ray…
10th May 2026…
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