After reading a Kyrielle on ladyleemanilasphotos blog, I commented to her that I would have a go at one too. So here is my Kyrielle that is based on something that happened in our garden a couple of years ago.
The deer under the willow tree
A swathe of freshly rain-washed green
With sunlight spangles in between,
Against this backdrop I can see
The deer under the willow tree.
The creature has a languid gait
As if it’s waiting for its mate;
I only hope it can’t see me,
The deer under the willow tree.
Its eyes are pools of blackest jet
In which a diamond light is set.
A woodland child, its life is free,
The deer under the willow tree
Emerging from a clutch of weeds,
Covered with bits of twig and seeds,
A newly born, a fawn I see,
The deer under the willow tree.
writing in north norfolk 