speeding like noisy motorbikes
through hot residential streets
100 children scream, shout, laugh, chatter, fight, play, run, clap
500 yards away
red knees, blue shiny shorts and rubber pads jog along the shadow
a cabbage white changes direction
1, 2, 3 times
sticky leaves shimmer and wiggle
a pink scooter, no brakes and bunches
yellow mustard, bright, vivid, hot
Elderflowers nod and wink - a glimmer of gold
breeze blocks and barbed wire
a rucksack full of garden tools
silhouettes of trees move like water on the battleship grey tarmac
dry flattened grass lies motionless at the edge of the path - its shape mirroring the tidal pattern of eroded soil
Leaves and Wind continue to perform their well rehearsed collaboration, a lifetime long creative partnership -
an infinite improvisation - the soundscape composed for here
I realise my breath now matches the calm rhythm of this composition.
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