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