Plastic Bags.

Plastic bag
Tossed and rolling like witches knickers on spiral wind
The skin of something
Changing in turns
Higher skip and lower skim
Snared
Amidst echelon twigs in a skeletal tree
Shorn
Black feather five flutter

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This poem was written over 10 years ago and was inspired by a plastic bag, the associated image was taken by the Calder and Hebble Navigation in Ravensthorpe earlier this year.

Incidentally, the poem originally included the line; 'Like tumbleweed on spiral wind.' This was changed recently to, 'Witches knickers,' after descovering their Irish name. Further to this, they are known as the national flower in South Africa.