The Dark Hare - Poem by sheena blackhall
What was it the dark hare heard?
Owl-screech, mouse-patter rain-drip
What was it the dark hare saw?
Grass-gleam, oak-apple, cowslip
What was it the dark hare tasted?
Flower-nibble moon-drop barkchip
What was it the dark hare touched?
Moss-mound, stone-round, branch-whip
Where did the dark hare go?
Only the moon knows that,
And she's not telling
What was it the dark hare felt?
Heart-thud, with terror swelling
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