outside the back door there is a hedgehog,
head half turned towards me,
his liquorice black nose sniffing the air.
we watch each other carefully
until he trundles off up the path,
his toffee-coloured spines wiggling
like some prehistoric creature.
3 comments:
Nice work and the last three lines are super.
Thanks Linda. I've not seen a hedgehog for a long time and I was amazed how close it came to me; and how strange it actually was.
Wonderful description! (I love your writing.) :-)
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