Old lady with switch and hound offers the following;
on a passing, comment:
“You’ve just got to keep walking – if you stand still
they’ll find you! ”
That wasn’t the start of it – frustration of a moments
rest, they know that well.
Flick around and two roll off your tail with practiced,
Your heart beat rises and sunshine on dappled tree line
is blurred with focus.
Ok, I’ll beat these things, I’ll show them who’s boss – walking
calmly munching pie.
Sharp colours, jagged movements, silent deadly tracking
starves your breath.
Way to wreak a perfectly good journey – – those wicked
wasps of Woodend.