Sunday 23 January 2011

Wild goats

Camouflaged between shore-side rocks
they feast on seaweed,
their musty odour
drowns the scent of the sea
lingers
long after they’ve moved on


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3 comments:

  1. EMM23 January 2011 at 10:59

    This reminds me of a holiday on Mull where a goat accompanied us on a walk. It was very special.

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  2. Merlene Fawdry23 January 2011 at 18:12

    I can almost smell it.

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  3. Hildred23 January 2011 at 22:16

    Your words are beautifully descriptive, and I love the inquiring look on the face of the goat.

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