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
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.
