Fear Me

by

Ed Hanson

I had soft green security
sanctuary
Nana knew where I was
knew I felt safe there
would come to no harm
hiding in the geraniums
around the side of the house

In an emerald atmosphere
pink and red teardrops
tasting slightly sour
my teaspoon shovel
turned over moist dark soil
teeming with tiny citizens
going about their own business
unaware

I was the terror here
a great disruptive force
upended their little lives
until Nana called me in for lunch

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Why don't you look at Gallantry
by: Joyce Hemsley
from: Sunderland, England, UK

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