When the pen takes control.

Above the hills the billowing towers

white with darker centres climbing

higher as the day gives way to evening

their dense darkness mirrors its glower

Higher still their edges smooth and level

while the heavy air though now less warm

a sign of approaching thunderstorm

and they will soon assume the familiar anvil.

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So I’ll just strut while you guys dig

the camera really makes me look big.

No way am I as tall as a pig

so the camera supposedly never lies

it’ll soon show everyone that pigs can fly

easily done with the help of AI.

Not a pawnshop but three balls

hang up to dry in the midday sun

flags hang limp on spars and poles

a life belt gladly still redundant

between sea and sky the blue is blurred

horizon empty, clear and calm

light cloud lingers overhead

invite to sail without threat of storm

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We came upon a woodland glade

in which all around were sprayed

a wondrous host, a virtual choir

of ladies clad in bright attire

yellow bonnets, their legs in green

a true fairy woodland scene

no matter how hard I rubbed my eyes

I could not unsee this paradise

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Waters lost among dense reeds

seed heads tossing in the breeze

as warblers flit among the stems

beaks stuffed full to build their nests

dark shadows hint at evening falling

for those with homes lounge chairs are calling

a pump house sits where once there stood

a windmill gird with smock of wood

to pump the water was their aim

from pool and mere farmland to gain

there now remaining just a few

delight the land with an old world view