Treasure Island

sheena blackhall

(18/8/1947 / Aberdeen)

A Small Welsh Hill

A small Welsh hill
Which has never been mentioned
In any Eisteddfod
Has eaten a farmhouse whole…
Walls, chimney, lintel
It has washed the masonry down
With one week’s pitiless rain
And an outsize leek
Which won first prize
At a Cardiff garden show.

For afters, it’s eyeing up a plump black ram.
A fissure’s already opening near the peak.

Submitted: Sunday, February 14, 2010

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