Red Mud Mist Rising

I could say it's over

the horror

that stained our lives

EMPATHY

Walking unaware

discussing life, poetry and weather

our minds on higher things,

unnoticed went the worm.

Then panicked gasp,

a stifled scream

and Susie looked and saw

beneath her foot, the worm.

No ordinary worm:

one foot long and

thick as your thumb

he squirmed injured..

To the rescue Dee,

umbrella clasped un-open

poised to lift from danger

to a leafy lair.

If he could think

(perhaps he does)

would the worm turn

and offer thanks

for that act of empathy

one species to another?

Deanne Lister

12th April 2013

(See photo taken at Mary Cairncross park)